Fallen Angels

the yearning for/letting go of love plus the father issues equaled to me quite literally having an isolated mental breakdown and sobbing during the last 20 minutes of this film that is not ok, i am not ok. “That night i ran into that woman again. I knew very well we’d never be friends or confidants. We’d had too many chances to rub elbows in the past. We had rubbed elbows till our clothes tore, but still there were no sparks.” this… it’s about me. my eyes are so dry now. this rewatch was way deeper than it needed to be goodnight now