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sad films Lonely old men sitting in shitty apartments, waiting to die. Silence sliced through with a samurai sword of a scream so sharp it cauterized the edges. What do you do when your theme music just doesn't fit the scene? When the song on the radio is just so completely fucking wrong for why you're doing 70 the wrong way down a one way street? When the pieces of the puzzle seem just a bit forced into place? Hollywood doesn't prepare you for failure and I don't have the energy for this. ----- - - 6:32 p.m. , January 29, 2005 personal empowerment - 9:48 p.m. , January 12, 2005 jaksdf - 7:22 p.m. , December 19, 2004 the break up - 11:08 p.m. , December 16, 2004 fists of rage - 6:28 p.m. , December 13, 2004 |