If a woman needs a friend

George 2021-11-15 08:01:27

Last night was the Mid-Autumn Festival. I watched "My Best Friend's Wedding" and the feelings of the sad movie

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1. Women can stop expecting to be friends with men, but unless the other party is gay

2. Have an elegant, smart and considerate It’s better to be friends with your GAY than to have an elegant, smart, and considerate husband. Because there is no expectation, there is no harm.

3. Of course, women can stop expecting to be friends with women.

4. Men can of course be friends with men. He can sometimes turn a woman’s love into his own friendship.

5. Although an independent, smart, and elegant woman makes a man’s heart move, he will eventually marry a wife who is willing to sacrifice for him.


Conclusion:

Women can only be gay become friends

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Extended Reading
  • Golda 2022-03-28 09:01:02

    I like Julia Roberts here very much. Although the overall plot is very cliché, it is still very warm. And it's a good ending

  • Enid 2022-03-21 09:01:42

    I like it, especially worth seeing

My Best Friend's Wedding quotes

  • George Downes: It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

  • George Downes: The misery, the exquisite tragedy. The Susan Hayward of it all. I can just picture you there, sitting alone at your table in your lavender gown.

    Julianne Potter: Did I tell you my gown was lavender?

    George Downes: Hair swept up. Haven't touched your cake. Probably drumming your fingernails on the white linen tablecloth, the way you do when you're really feeling down. Perhaps looking at those nails thinking: 'God, I should have stopped in all my evil plotting to have that manicure, but it's too late now.

    Julianne Potter: George, I didn't tell you my dress was lavender.

    George Downes: Suddenly, a familiar song. And, you're off your chair in one, exquisite movement... wondering, searching, sniffing the wind like a dapple deer. Has God heard your little prayer? Will Cinderella dance again? And then, suddenly, the crowds part and there he is: sleek, stylish... radiant with charisma. Bizarrely, he's on the telephone. But then, so are you. And then he comes towards you... the moves of a jungle cat. Although you quite correctly sense that he is... gay... like most devastatingly handsome single men of his age are, you think... what the hell. Life goes on. Maybe there won't be marriage... maybe there won't be sex... but, by God, there'll be dancing.