Jan Svankmajer, “Another kind of love” (1988)
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Beautiful buttons.
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I miss everything I used to have. I miss the cape so much. I miss friendships I have left on the cape. I miss my cats. I miss the ocean. I miss the woods. I miss the corner store and the sparrow. I miss Redbarn and the fairway. I miss p-town and the gays. I moved to upton but I left my heart on the cape. I will never be as happy as I was when I lived on the cape, though I completely took it for granted. Why the fuck would I ever leave that place? My life was perfect but yet I was unsatisfied. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder and boy is that statement fucking true. I am so lost and miserable living in this shitty small town. I need to figure out a way to get everything back, but I’m afraid this is an unrealistic goal.
oh my gosh, im obsessed with adorable proposals…. i hope someday……