no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film
For real though
John Hughes was the king of cinema for generations of teenagers.
Such an important film. There hasn’t been a coming-of-age film like it since. Truly. It’s a lost genre. Also an incredible soundtrack full of great music from its era.
I used to get really excited about things and would absolutely get devoted about subjects and people in my life. But recently I have found that this is no longer the case. Each day is another chore for me and every person is another feigned emotional interaction that to be honest with you is tedious. I used to be a positive spark of lightning in people’s lives and now…it’s just hard. I don’t know anymore where my next meal or bed is coming from anymore. It saddens me that I started this blog so that my followers will alway have some positive or funny in their life ,but I’ve descended to where even I can’t feel safe or happy anymore. It’s a terrible thing to see this long lingering death of my passion. I remember being excited about friends, shows, books, and just how life is absolutely inspiring and sublime. I used to be the positive, artistic kid that would adore going to the museums and constantly of new ways to cook steak or new recipes and would be there for anyone that needed a hug or shoulder to cry on. Honestly I hate the person I am now. Despise this passionless sunken- eyed creature with everything inside of me. I’m scared. For the first time in my life I will actually admit that I’m scared and terrified and I feel alone and uncared for. Immortal has now become I’m mortal. I feel powerless for the first time since seven. If you see me on the streets or anywhere and I’m not the bright vitalizing boy I was,I’m sorry. While we are on apologies I would to apologize to an ex who I cheated on and I feel has earned every right to curse my name. My family for being a disappointment. To mon chere for being an unreliable shit and asshole and any other things I’ve became. To my friends for slowly seeing (if you have) this terminal disease. To my three true loves for being such a farce and undeserving of any love. To Danny for not being there enough for you. In general, I apologize for my faults and tears shed. I fear earnestly that I have not much longer on this earth. To my friends, I adore you all. Mayhaps I’ll write another personal rant like this.
David Augustus Donahou
And any other aliases I’ve used