SO, I sit down to watch Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, alone, in the lamp light, on a Friday night. Within the first 5 minutes I'm crying, by the end of the film I'm a blubbering mess in a foetal position on the floor. I'm too nice, I'm too nice, I'm too nice, I'm too nice, I'm too nice, I'm too nice and I'll bore you. Keep away from me
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