Crazy in Louisiana
I watched the movie Crazy in Alabama last night for the second time in my life. The first time I watched it, less than four minutes into the movie I went into the bathroom and fell to the floor crying, because the kid that plays Wiley looks EXACTLY like Ken, my first male love. It's amazing to me that, no matter how many years go by, no matter how many new people I meet and love, no matter how many things I accomplish, the old pain is still there just waiting to be unlocked by a picture, a word, or a movie.
Honestly, I don't want it to go away. I don't want to forget them, exactly they way they were, and the way we were. It's just amazing to me that it can still feel so real.
Honestly, I don't want it to go away. I don't want to forget them, exactly they way they were, and the way we were. It's just amazing to me that it can still feel so real.