It always felt weird to watch movies in portuguese. The familiarity with each word made things hit harder and closer, causing a discomfort that somehow the english language usually takes away.
However, with this movie, that familiarity just felt like home.
Dark nights and neon lights.
βThere are some people you can never get close to. Find out too much about a person and you lose interest.β
How can you long so much for something you donβt even want to reach? Why do you keep chasing something you know you donβt want at all? Why settling for the safetyΒ when you know you want more?Β
So many paradoxal questions being slapped to my face.
And they all made sense.
I hate movies.
Pretending Iβm watching a movie for the first time so the family wonβt have another reason to complain about me being selfish for the rest of my life: mission accomplished.
Why am I so deeply in love with a guy I just met 113 minutes ago.
Why isnβt this a tv show.
Why.
Xadrez: chess {noun}
Before my grandad passed, he left me a chess set.
He lived pretty close to me but when I was aware enough to notice, I was barely seeing him at all. It's not one of those situations where families go different ways. Everyone talked when was needed, called when there were birthdaysβ¦ Itβs just that when you grow to be almost only an acquaintance to your own family members, you're not exactly the link. You're far fromβ¦
