Being alone, without cigarettes and a real camera, is driving me insane. Im watching The Beach...which I've always enjoyed...yeah yeah, bad camera effects and to much poetry as internal monologue coming from the retard in Whats Eating Gilbert Grape. Big deal.
"When you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you. It doesn't need to be a good reason. Taking photographs of the night sky, for example. Now, in the long run, that's just the kind of dumb, irritating habit that would cause you to split up. But in the haze of infatuation, it's just what you've been searching for all these years. "