God.
Yesterday, I tried watching Borkeback mountain, tried finishing it exactly, James said I should so I tried. I really didn't want to watch it again. It was like watching "grave of the fireflies" and this time it would serve as my mirror and not the whole world's in it's war hungry state. I am, on the other hand hungry, for love. and that's why I don't wanna watch brokeback ever again. I would have what they had for a minute. And I would be happy.
All I have now is a memory. and it will never be real again. it remains a wish.
Does everybody know that when I look up at the sky at night, that is what i wish for?
