sympathy
My dear friend is sitting here watching Requiem for a Dream. I’m thinking that Jim and I should do a 10-second review for that movie: “Addiction is bad. Thank you, goodnight.”
I had other things to talk about, but I think that I’m gonna go to sleep, and try to not think about the end of that movie. Ugh.
oxo,
Drosh
requiem for a bird,
alas for peddling.