n/m
the truth is. I was just crying my eyes out because I finally made it all the way through the pianist. I’ve tried to watch the pianist before but couldn’t, I’m glad I watched the whole thing even though it was hard.
I was just sitting on my bed feeling so lonely, tears were just coming down my from eyes. I watched an adrien brody movie a few nights ago with similar results so I knew this was going to happen. His eyes are like never ending wells of empathy and emotion.
I guess the true reason I write this blog because I know I have a few friends that actually read it. I am so lucky to have that.
I’ve been thinking a lot about death. I’m going to spend a few days writing something up about what I’ve come to think about it. So if death really bothers you and you don’t want to ever talk about it I guess you shouldn’t read the next few posts.
