| | "Love don't make things nice. It ruins everything, it breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. Snowflakes are perfect, stars are perfect, not us. Not us. We are here to ruin ourselves and break our hearts, and love the wrong people and die. I mean, that the storybooks are bullshit! Now I want you to come upstairs with me and get in my bed!"
So, is this bullshit? Or is it perfect? (probably somewhere inbetween, but strangely it feels like both at the same time) This is from Moonstruck, with Cher and Nicholas Cage (Coppola), and I can't decide myself what to think.
Yeah, today was a day, I got some stuff done, I sat around a lot. I feel good, I really like my hair, its fun to look in the mirror again! I went for a short walk, I wish I had someone to walk with me, we wouldn't really have to say anything, its just too nice to be alone, you know what I mean? I accidentally woke Sterling up at 9pm tonight, to see if he had remembered to do his journal entry (how was I to know he was sleeping?!); I do not think he was pleased to hear from me. Actually, I am not too sure if he's been all that excited about seeing me at all lately, I could be making something of nothing (probably am, it fits into my character). I don't know, after my debacle I am so eager to get things back to normal between him and I that I am probably being oversensitive, but still.
So, sleep and then, industrial england tomorrow!
posted by Amber at 12:52 AM
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