When you don't want to feel...death can seem like a dream. But, seeing death...really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous.
as ironic as this might sound β rewatching this movie makes me realise (or realise again???) that how much i want out from the life that i keep dreaming about in my head. life is...life. it's not something that i have a control over. but oh well how i wish i have a susanna who would yell at me the fucking truth god damn it
