
Sometimes being needed could keep the person going. It relies heavily on their life that it motivates them to have purpose of it. But then when the person you care for gets tired of you, the whole world just stops and your mind and body just becomes shallow where time goes by it makes you to think into pieces… little by little that. Is it that easy? I mean It’s hard for you, but for them is easy? That point on, you began to spiralled into thinking that from what its worth. It’s easy to not believing into your ideas or imaginations when you’re not sure how they feel about you. Yes, sometimes their words could get twisted, but once you witness enough people. Then life itself would make sense. It’s a harsh reality. But what can you do about it. People *change*.

PeggLegg


To have such a piece of literature of words and play. I can’t imagine myself to see such a woeful of theatrical act from Paul Mescal and Jessie Buckley in the same screen. It’s a magnificent film that endeared me from the beginning to the end, but the shameful part of it knowing that these are the type of films can be seen once in a lifetime.