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Always The Years. Always The Love.
Mar. 31st, 2003 01:44 amIlúvatar [or rather Nienna, who should be responsible for this sort of thing].
That was just a wonderful movie - so sad, so heart-warming, so inspiring.
And so depressing. Having sunk into that stupid pit of self-hate and self-pity once again, maybe it wasn't the best idea after all to watch a movie with so many suicides. Even though it certainly was an absolutely beautiful piece of work.
But it does give some sort of value to this weekend.
I need to think less. I need to think less, and certainly to worry less. I really have to "let go", in more than one regard. But I can't. This thinking and worrying and playing possibilities in my mind is sometimes dangerous, but it is me. And I can't let go. Maybe it's true that I simply don't dare; but I really - really - don't know how I can let go. Except... no.
Always... the hours.
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( Deutsche Fassung )
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That was just a wonderful movie - so sad, so heart-warming, so inspiring.
And so depressing. Having sunk into that stupid pit of self-hate and self-pity once again, maybe it wasn't the best idea after all to watch a movie with so many suicides. Even though it certainly was an absolutely beautiful piece of work.
But it does give some sort of value to this weekend.
I need to think less. I need to think less, and certainly to worry less. I really have to "let go", in more than one regard. But I can't. This thinking and worrying and playing possibilities in my mind is sometimes dangerous, but it is me. And I can't let go. Maybe it's true that I simply don't dare; but I really - really - don't know how I can let go. Except... no.
Always... the hours.
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( Deutsche Fassung )
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