how many times, the first call I want to make is to my girlfriends, the first voice I want to hear is from my girlfriends, the first to think The bodies that hug and live are my girlfriends. Every tear is not afraid of being seen by them, because they will gently wipe it away and then say to me, it's okay, everything will be fine.
After all was well, I got back on the road again and set off again.
If men are from Mars and women are from Venus, then communication between men and women is really a luxury. I prayed about a hundred times a day, but I couldn't find a man who understood every look in his eyes and even the slightest difference in his words. I still remember that time, with a mouthful of rice in my mouth, I talked aloud, and the woman around me understood it. I also remember that time, after we took a shower, we grilled our legs against the electric heater and talked about trivial things about each other's house. Every winter and summer vacation, I have to stay at a friend's house. We always talk late in the middle of the night. In fact, it is nothing more than those things, which are so small that two people need to remember them together.
But you know, there are things I just want to tell you.
So women may not really need men, just like fish don't need bicycles.
I have heard about this movie for a long time, even the key plot. It was a winter night and we were sitting in the front and back seats of the bus going to the cinema to watch Lust, Caution. It's so crowded outside that it's only one stop away before I've shown you the stupid photo on my ID card, so you start telling me about the movie. I still remember you repeating Thelma's lines to me, Louise, shoot the radio. For Christ Sake, the police radio. I was amused by you - I've always been like this, laughing and forgetting where I was because All you see is you.
enough.
It's like in that dark alley, I ask you how to deal with my feelings, you look into my eyes with determination. It's like you never laugh at my persistence, even if I don't know how to explain what I'm clinging to.
With such an understanding, there is one person who should be thankful.
Is it not a blessing from a previous life that someone can offer a tissue while watching a movie and pretend to be casual?
Suddenly, in sex and the city, tv series, there is a scene where Carrie vomits on the beach and Charlotte is standing beside her, pulling Carrie's hair together. We're not twenty-something girls anymore, the narrator says, but twenty-something girls don't know how to twiddle your hair when you're throwing up.
And then I remember saying to myself, gotta remember this.
Being Fabulous is dream i can live without, but i just cannot live without u being fabulous.
Yesterday, I saw a soft blanket in the mall, and I was habitually considering whether it was suitable for you, and then I suddenly realized that I could not give it away even if I bought it. Here it is, and I have to send it back all the way. In the blink of an eye, we have been separated for more than two months. Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it.
Fortunately, you are here too.
otherwise, how many times will i get fucked up again?
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