I can't put my finger on what is so exciting about seeing one of your best friends name in the credits of a movie. It's just cool I guess. Not to mention the fact that this movie is genuis, with actors I respect, and a "killer" soundtrack. I don't think I got nearly as excited for Bill as he deserved me to be. It makes one think what one might be capable of...damn that's scary to me. What a waste it is to be this afraid. A WASTE!
I'm contaminated with afterthought. So many people I know are really fucking awesome. Not just sometimes, but always, and they don't even know it. Fucking clueless. I fucking rule and I hardly ever realize it. Someone give me self-esteem!!! Think of how much easier your life would be if most people treated you as well as you deserve! There I go with that wishful thinking again, as per usual. The world is shitty, so how about everyone just chip in and try to make it a better place. Tell the people you care about what they mean to you. Show them. Make other people feel good and stop thinking about yourself long enough to see the results of doing selfless things. That's who I want to be.
I should go to bed, it's six in the morning and I'm talking like an asshole.