Dear Hollywood,
Your profession is to “play pretend,” much like my friends and I did when we were 8 during recess as princesses and fairies and teachers and god knows what else. The only difference being that you make millions of dollars by playing “house”, while I had to clean up my mess in time for dinner. You live in a pretend world that’s hardly reality. So with that being said, don’t liken yourself to everyday Americans and stay the hell out of everything else that is reality and understand that most people won’t take you seriously as long as the hardest part of your day is playing cowboys and indians.
Best regards,
Jarlene
i am the cosmos. i am the wind. 