Some people roam this world alone.
It doesn't matter that they have friends and family that love them, there is just a huge black hole inside them. Sometimes the hole is more prominent. Like when you hurt someone you love, when you make a mistake, when you lie alone at night thinking about everything and nothing. Sometimes the hole seems nonexistent. Like when you laugh your ass off with your best mates, when you kiss a gorgeous man, when you hold your baby sister in your arms. But the hole will always resurface and come back to haunt you. Because some people are just wired that way. Because some people, they roam this world alone.
"Maybe someday we will talk and just not speak" - well that's a story that went completely off the cliff since he has now left this island.
Avatar - it's so my kind of movie. I fell in love with the forest, the Na'vi, the plotline... It's like a mix between Lord of the Rings, Star Wars and Pocahontas - something like that. But it's a really good movie. I'm such a sucker for epic tales of the good side overcoming the bad side, with a little romance thrown in.
Otherwise - I'm still alive, surprisingly enough.
