its as if i knew.
no wait.
i must have known!
no wait.
its as if i knew.
i told him this movie wasnt a good idea. that it made me cry.
but he is a lover of the moives, not the philosophy beneath them.
i think about the guy that was so nearly there,
the guy i could actually tell what i feel (i just deleted the word how) when someone says something you've thought of before but was always too afraid to say out loud.
he said that we never say we're human when we do somethiing heroic like when one rescues a human from a burning building,
we use the term when when we are guilty or when we feel like we've done something wrong. the truth is,
that the human animal is the scariest of all. and we know it. its why we fear it so much to begin with
seriously, bukovsky wrote his finest pieces when he was drunk, why am i so embarresed to be doing the same?
i feel the need to correct typos and my grammer at the foemost but WHY!
this drunken blurb of feeling is as spontantious as the stab i just saw.
he was angry at her for wanting to leave him.
he saw his future mapped out so fucking precisely that the detour was so fucking unexpectable that it made him boredrline psychotic. those that have everything planned are mostly those that lose all.