I have found almost everything ever writen about love to be true. Shakespear said "Journeys end and love is meeting." Oh what an extraordinary thought. Personally I have not experienced anything remotely close to that but I'm more than willing to believe Shakespear had.I suppose I think about love more than any one should.I'm constantly amazed by the XXXX power to alter and define our lives.It was Shakespear who also said "Love is blind".Now that is something I know to be true. For some, quite inexplanicably, love fades. For others, love is simply lost. But then of course love could also be found even if just for the night. And then there is another kind of love, the cruelest kind, the one that almost kills its victims. It's called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert.Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about therest of us? What about our stories? Those of us who fall in love alone. We are the victims of the one sided affair, we are the cursed of the loved ones, we are the unloved ones, the walking wounded, the handicap without the adventage of a great parting place. Yes you are looking one such individual.
You fell in love with the idea of you and me but didn't fall in love me.
on the top of that
You are leading lady but behaving like the best friend.
Why am I atrracted to a person I know isn't good ?
I happen to know the answer to this. Because you are hoping you are wrong and every time she does something that tells she is no good you ignore it and every time she comes through and surprises you she wins you over and you lose that arguement with yourself that she is not for you.
Look I know how hard it is to believe when people say I know how you feel. But I actually know how you feel.
you really are an incredbly decent man.
I know, so is my problem.
What I am trying to say is that I understand feeling as small and as insignificent as humanly possible and how it can actually ache in places you didn't you inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get or gyms you join or how many glasses of you drink with your girl friends you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder waht you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood and how in the hell for that brief moment you could think you are that happy. And sometimes you will convince yourself that he will see the line and show up at your door and after all that however long all that may be you go somewhere new and meet people make you feel worthwhile again and little pieces of your soul will finally come back and all that fussy stuff those years of your life you wasted that will eventually begin to fade.
Edited the trailer, produced the soundtrack, wrote the poem, wrote the reporter,
in addition to Jack Black's "fuck" and diaz's cry after Kate's tragic remarks, as well as hoffman's You can't go anywhere. Other than
that, Arthur's speech was boring.
Everything else is good, the soundtrack is good, the expressions of Kate and Jackzuihou are funny for their thin plot eyes, judy law's cry at the end.
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