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The Destruction Of A Person Builds Character
by CtotheGeewood

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i finally saw a movie that thought just like i do

03/15/2009





Synecdoche, New York


"Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of
what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every
choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But
maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you'll never ever trace it
to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and
figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there
is: it's what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and
eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of
your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you
wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look
from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or
it seems to but doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague
regret or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to
make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel
loved. And the truth is I'm so angry and the truth is I'm so fucking
sad, and the truth is I've been so fucking hurt for so fucking long and
for just as long have been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just
for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my
misery, because they have their own, and their own is too overwhelming
to allow them to listen to or care about mine. Well, fuck everybody.
Amen."

"What was once before you - an exciting, mysterious future - is now
behind you. Lived; understood; disappointing. You realize you are not
special. You have struggled into existence, and are now slipping
silently out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one.
The specifics hardly matter. Everyone's everyone. So you are Adele,
Hazel, Claire, Olive. You are Ellen. All her meager sadnesses are
yours; all her loneliness; the gray, straw-like hair; her red raw
hands. It's yours. It is time for you to understand this."

"Now it is waiting and nobody cares. And when you're wait is over this
room will still exist and it will continue to hold shoes and dress and
boxes and maybe someday another waiting person. And maybe not. The room
doesn't care either."

"I know how to do it now. There are nearly thirteen million people in
the world. None of those people is an extra. They're all the leads of
their own stories. They have to be given their due."

i love this movie; it was one big mind fuck.



love must be as much a light...
as it is a flame.

layouts.rawk

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what was the movie, though?

[snarebear|0 likes] [|reply]

which one?

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