“Is this how I’m supposed to feel now?”
“I don’t know, I’ll check the manual.”
“And?”
“It says that you’re feeling the right way.”
“What way is that?”
“It says that there is no right way to feel but, right now, after something like this happens, you do need to feel however you’re feeling and that feeling this way, however you’re feeling, is healthy.”
“That doesn’t sound very scientific.”
“It has nothing to do with science.”
“Does it say anything else?”
“It says you’ll break something if you beat yourself up for the way you feel and that you won’t be able to feel differently until you’ve finished feeling this feeling.”
“Ok. How long will that take?”
“I don’t know. How do you feel?”
Sounds like a conversation with myself Haha
Relient K - Forget and Not Slow Down (Acoustic)
CheeHee! Today marks the start of another Year of the Dragon so I gotta represent haha.
My name is Elliott and I like taking long walks on the beach.
This gif is 80 frames. I took a photo every ten steps.
Well, this dope dude.
Tight…I need to do this next time I’m home Haha
(Source: smelliott)
Currently working on the “get in shape so I look good with said designed tattoo” Haha
Jason Mraz - I Won’t Give Up
A day of Winter Break well spent.
Half of My Heart - John Mayer (with Taylor Swift)
Thanks to Yimmy Yau for reminding me how much I like this song.
“Joyce Vincent was 41 when she was found dead in her home, but she was 38 when she died. For three years, from 2003-2006, her body lay surrounded by Christmas gifts she was planning to wrap; the television still on. How does this happen? Especially to a woman who was social, who two-years prior had a high-powered job at Ernst and Young, who had rubbed elbows with celebrities, and who wanted to get married? That’s what Carol Morley set to find out. But her new documentary film, “Dreams of a Life,” is about more than just Joyce Vincent, a young, beautiful London woman whose parents were from the Caribbean and who no one seemed to miss when she was gone. It’s about life, death, and loneliness.”
how many more Joyce Vincents are out there, alone, unloved and unremembered?
I need to see this.
Overseas films always seem more thought provoking than what we have here. Lemme know if you find a way to see this Starr.
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