Watching the movie is equivalent to having someone pinched you a thousand times and bitchslapped you over and over and over and over again, until you finally realise you’re a Tom and you’re a Summer. The movie was like reading Looking For Alaska all over again. The thick line between expectations and reality. The truth in its ugliest form. That you don’t always get what you want. But then again, we always want what we can’t have. And what happens after that? “What always happens - life”
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I’m very disappointed with last night’s episode of Angel’s Diary. Dimas’ scene was like 10 seconds? Better luck tomorrow. I’m obsessed with this guy.
I tried ripping one of my jeans, you know, to give it that worn out look. Haha. Obviously I failed, so I cut them into shorts. I can’t wait for post-spm activities. I want to learn how to sew. :)
Anyway, I’m really glad I watched the movie.
I feel all better now.
I feel like it’s going to be okay.
“Loneliness is underrated”
It’s going to be okay. :)
"...until you finally realise you’re a Tom and you’re a Summer."
ReplyDeleteI was never Summer. Sorry, said that I would ah, slap, well you know.