about love, about us

Vivien 2022-03-21 09:01:07

This is a story of boy meets girl, but it's not a love story.



A relationship in a season. What I said at the beginning is very classic, and it is not necessarily love that is about love. People who love a lot have always felt a little uncomfortable. In the end, everyone thinks that they love enough. The male pig's feet said he understood the feeling of not labeling, but he didn't know how much he wanted to have a name and answer. Lost all the happiness after not being confirmed. When I met again and the plot of the appointment was completely different from what I expected, I realized that it was impossible to start again.

Everyone can become a selfish ghost. After kiss and sex, I still don't know what the relationship is. The advantage is that when you get bored, you can just leave without reason. When I saw this, I thought of an innocent female exposure incident caused by a steamed bun. There are two types of people, men and women, good people and bad people. Men and women are equally likely to be bad guys. This year, after astonishing the bad man, he was surprised by the bad woman.

The movie gave us the end of a causal cycle. The end of the tragic story is that the time when male and female pig’s feet meet the next season is different. Whoever falls behind will have a cup, but fortunately, no matter what, the next season will be arranged for you. Maybe it will be longer. Don't give up on your journey, there are resources from all over the world waiting for you to use.



Real things that are purely coincidental with this movie should abound. It’s not true love at first sight. It feels so unreliable.

















When this winter is cold, I have already depended on you. I really hope we can get to know the new season at the same time.




December 23, 2009

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500 Days of Summer quotes

  • Summer: There's no such thing as love, it's fantasy...

  • Tom: Yeah, uh, this is... And Rhoda, no disrespect, but um, this is total shit.

    McKenzie: Tom!

    Tom: "Go for it" "You can do it"? That's not inspirational, that's suicidal. If pickles goes for it right there, that's a dead cat. These are lies. We're liars. Think about it. Why do people buy these things? It's not 'cause they wanna say how they feel. People buy cards 'cause they can't say how they feel or they're afraid too. We provide the service that lets them off the hook. You know what? I say to hell with it. Let's level with America. At least let them speak for themselves! Right? I mean, look! What-What is this? What does it say? "Congratulations on your new baby." Right? How 'bout, "Congratulations on your new baby. Guess that's it for hanging out. Nice knowing you."

    Vance: Sit down, Hansen.

    Tom: How bout this one, with all the pretty hearts on the front? I think I know where this ones going. Yep! "Happy Valentines Day, sweetheart. I love you." That sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, "love"? Do you know? Do you? Anybody?

    McKenzie: Tom...

    Tom: If somebody gave me this card, Mr. Vance, I would eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. *I'm responsible.* I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not you know, some words that some stranger put in their mouths. Words like "love"... that don't mean anything. Sorry, I'm sorry. I, uh... I quit. I'm... There's enough bullshit in the world without my help.