I mentioned this was eventually going to turn in to a blog strictly dedicated to discussing What Dreams May Come…
Instead I decided to write myself an essay, or maybe multiple (I’m not quite sure yet,) on topics I’d like to highlight in the scheme of the film: The first being the intricacies of paternal love as opposed to maternal.
If this reaches anyone, thoughts?
Giammarco’s Italian restaurant in Westerville, OH. Where the boys go before Sectionals.
The seemingly floating staircase along with a picture of the top of the staircase inside the house.
I say “DOH FUCK ME UP NAH BOY” at least 10 times per Pretty Little Liars episode
“You remember now. But the memories make it worse. You never got to say goodbye.”
Unbidden, tears welled in her eyes as she stared into Cole’s understanding gaze. He sat with her in silence as she pulled her emotions back in. There wasn’t time for dwelling on what was done.
“But I got to say so many hellos, didn’t I?”
I like how I’ve been using and eating coconut and coconut products for the first 26 years of my life with people acting like I’m weird and crazy. But as soon as I have a kid and I find out he’s allergic to it all of a sudden everyone is on coconut oil like they Christopher Columbus and just ‘discovered’ the Americas.
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