All those stupid “unique” movies about how youth matters but it doesn’t. Sick contradictions that all we do is nothing
but that everything we do is beautiful.
Beautiful and useless?
Pardon me if that’s not what I want.
I want real and tacky and comfortable.
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Author:
Alex (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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