Wednesday, January 09, 2013


In old movies filmed in delicious places that you could eat like ice cream, the plain girl is always beautiful, just beautiful, and soulful, and lost. I once rated a movie 5 stars when a broken heart smiled at a receipt for her first lipstick, SEDUCTION, tore up the receipt, left it on the floor and walked away forever from the man who never loved her. I couldn’t help myself: I hugged the television set and told it that everything would be okay. But it wouldn’t. As for the rest of the movie, it was just ice cream.

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