I didn't sleep a wink last night. Actually, I guess that's a lie. I slept for about 2 hours. I don't know what was wrong with me but I could not turn my brain of. I hate the fact that thoughts of boys from my past haunted me all night. How the F? G's. It was terrible. Every single one. Every one that hurt me. Everyone that I hurt. Every one that neither of us got a chance to hurt.
It was a miserable night. Even worse was how it didn't stop when I fell asleep. Oh certainly not. It was with me when I woke, and stayed all throughout the day. It's fitting to have such a headache today. It matches the ache in the heart. Yup, the one I thought was going away. A big ol' Fuck you to this situation.
Today I found someone who likes old movies. Like, as much as me. Purhaps even more? haha. It seems I can ramble on and on about actresses I idolize, and Actors I'm madly in love with, but no one ever knows who I'm talking about. This is exciting. Maybe I have a new movie watching friend.
This lovely little picture here-> It's a still from Flesh and The Devil. It's a silent film, with Greta Garbo & John Gilbert. It's actually the first silent film I've watched that I could handle more then 5 minutes of. I actually watched the whole thing, and gained a lot more respect for Garbo then I thought I may. I love the grand hotel, but found her character too annoying, and it left a sour taste in my mouth. There's this one scene when Gilbert's character approaches Garbo at a ball, and when they zoom in on her, just the way she is sitting, with her back kind of hunched, nonchalant like, made me want to die inside. In a good way, of course. UGH
Today is going to be a long week, and I rally want to eat pineapples, and strawberries right now. Jus Sayin