Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Fuck you, whore.
Excuse moi french.
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If my life is a 120-minutes movie, I'd like to have (500) Days of Summer's soundtrack as my soundtrack.
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Most people suggests that this is the movie for you if you want to move on. But is it weird if I told you that, upon watching this movie (3 years ago, alone - in the cinema), I had this flashbacks on someone other than the person I was currently with. I still feel the same way now (yep, I'm still watching and feels like posting something up).
The only difference is that, I don't feel the same way I did three years ago.
But....I'm on the verge of being a Tom, reflecting back on things, on y'know.
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I didn't realize how funny this movie was, until now.
And to quote a friend's tweet;
I've been Tom, I've been Summer, where's my Autumn?
1 comment:
Autumn's somewhere out there getting to you as fast as his gangly legs can take him! Hehe :-)
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