"We All Have The Movie. The One We're Supposed to Hate. Talk About... In Depth. Spoil it and explain WHY you love it despite mostly everyone else."
AKA: writing creative nonfiction is therapeutic, but it hurts my heart
My knees creak as I kneel on the dusty carpet of the living room, peering half-interestedly at the laptop screen as he fumbles with
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I have very few memories of what happened, only that I was enraptured. Now I desperately want to see it again...
I'm sorry about your father's health, and the ex who was a tool. :(
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I also happen to love Demolition Man. Man, I really love the bad movies.
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I feel sad reading this, even though you've found someone else you can make new memories with. Perhaps it's the lingering bitterness over the ex not having given that poster back, which was a dick thing to do. :(
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Damn. Just...damn. The specificity - through details - makes the end all the more devastating. Thank you for sharing ♥
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