Didn't like it.
I mean, it was an okay movie.
I just didn't like it.
Because I remember all too well what it was like for me.
And I'm not going to Sardinia or Sicilia or where ever I was supposed to go.
I can't stand to be a single second away from G.
My worst fear is running out of time with him..
That is my only real fear.
I know now what I failed to realize when I was in the desert: I fucking hate being alone.
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