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posted : Monday, September 26, 2011
title : Expectations v/s Reality
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Movies like Blue Valentine and Last Night leave me feeling very uneasy. They serve as a reminder of the fallibility of men and the ephemerality of love, and reinforce my cynicism about life in general. On that same topic, these days I'm cautious about the use of that word, in part because it has been used and abused enough in my youth (in my shameless declarations to every other good looking person,) but also because I spent a good three years of my youth loving someone so much I thought I'd choke and die without him, but now I don't even have the slightest memory of what those days felt like. (Is that normal?) Tonight I'm confused. |