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i have a final in the (early) morrow
i just finished watching the rules of attraction and... no movie has ever elicited such a mental, physical response from me. i am... speechless. i have no words. i want to stand up and curse. loudly. i can't wrap my mind around... the fact that i can't wrap my mind around it. i need to see it four hundred more times and the ending needs to be different every time. until it is right. because for now i have a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach and the back of my throat and right between my eyes and i keep telling myself it's just a silly dumb fictional movie but something about maybe the fact that i see myself and so many certain people i know in these characters and situations and the i don't know what kind of something my mind is going to explode from sheer inability to cope with the fact that i don't.... get it yet.
i have to understand this movie. this silly, unacclaimed, college burnout movie. i need to watch it again. behold the power of art FIN. 1:10 a.m., Thursday, May. 27, 2004 |
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