Unfortunately love is the same~~

Guiseppe 2022-01-19 08:02:20

I bought it a long time ago. The plate I bought was written with "Beauty in a Bottle" with an ethereal background. I thought it was another "Possesion" type shuttle film. I wondered how Paltrow had such a good taste. Then one day it was finally turned out because of Daniel Craig.

As soon as I see a woman maddened by suspicion, I can't stand it (Is it influenced by Taiwanese TV series?). Later, when I learned about the true past, I couldn't help but sigh. I still feel that Plath’s personality is very flawed, and I don’t like things that are extremely individualistic.

When it comes to being insecure, maddened by suspicion, and thinking The more you want to keep, the farther and farther the bridge is. Isn’t it really classic? Unfortunate love is often the same~~

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Extended Reading
  • Ola 2022-03-25 09:01:19

    Peers are enemies, SP is far less lucky than Woolf. GP is beautiful, but unfortunately the script is flawed. SP is portrayed as a very gloomy, jealous, paranoid jealous woman after her career is deprived of her housework and children, and her husband is a guy who keeps having affairs... SP himself has brown hair, only dyed After a period of blond hair, reading poems and recordings of interviews may even give the illusion of self-confidence, strong optimism, is the text closer to the truth, or is it hard to tell the truth?

  • Toy 2022-03-24 09:03:27

    Is Gwyneth good-looking? I know 007 must not be good-looking. I think he is German, and his shots are not sharp enough. In fact, I am not afraid to learn from the metaphors and hallucinations of the waves or some special psychedelic techniques. because this film simply reminds me of every moment

Sylvia quotes

  • Sylvia: [to Ted, after making love] We're not even two people. Even before we met, we were just these two halves, walking around with big gaping holes in the shape like the other person. And when we found each other we were finally whole. And then it was as if we couldn't stand being happy so we ripped ourselves in half again.

  • Sylvia: Sometimes I dream the tree, and the tree is my life. One branch is the man I shall marry, and the leaves my children. Another branch is my future as a writer, and each leaf is a poem. Another branch is a good academic career. But as I sit there trying to choose, the leaves bring to turn brown and blow away, until the tree is absolutely bare.