What I'd never ever thought might happen to me while aging is that I would become softer of all things and the proof is that I literally *just* shed a tear, A REAL TEAR, IN REAL GODDAMN LIFE, at the end of disclosure day. Steven spielberg's fucking last film yeah. Like sure close encounters of the third kind was one of my fave films in childhood, but cmon. My heart used to be made of stone jfc. What the fuck!!! Film directors weren't able to play with my emotions I had STANDARDS! Where did they goooo












