Now doesnt want to know me. Its this feeling I desire, of wanting to know who was right or who was wrong. I feel guilty but I shouldnt. You might say nothing is right or wrong. But when you used to idol someone so much but hurt them, how is it right that you say they were wrong. The answer is inconceivable. Ive tried justice, ive tried everything but he doesnt care. This is beyond apology.
Last night, I dreamt of living in a world where we were under apocalypse. We were at war with ourselves, and underground, people were trying to save it at the same time. (I was captured for a bit). But, they were doing something for the greater good, until it got to the point where colonising on different planets was the only other avaliable option until earth battled it out. My partner suggested we immigrated to suburban (not uncool suburbia but future one) in Africa, where it was hot, but plentiful. The houses were incredible, and self sufficient, glass blocks with a garden on the top. I felt quite safe here.
Mendes’ ‘Skyfall’: Why I think its the best James Bond ever made
Witnessing the first 15 minutes of this James Bond movie, I instantly knew this was not just the best of Daniel Craig as 007, but the best James bond of all time. People disagree with me, and I dont mean to exaggerate of hype it, but for…