2008, I Think We’re Alone Now directed by Sean Donnelly.
It’s the personal documentaries that really stay with me. Obsession, delusion, a personal hell there seems to be no escape from but bewildering to anyone on the outside as to how it’s possible to be so ensnared.
“Passage” by Samael
I’m just going to assume you have never heard Ceremony of Opposites. That’s the only explanation.
Morbid Angel Blessed Are The Sick. To me, they have never reached the peak of their second album. A was okay, too. But after B I would eagerly listen to C and D when they came out and just never felt the same enthusiasm as I did for B. I gave up and moved on even though I later went back and listened to F, G, and H, and F is interesting because it is so strange but I can’t really recall much about the other two. Never bothered with I, and that’s where my tale ends.
My dad was almost a duplicate of the ex-Marine neighbor in the movie American Beauty. So, 1) I would not be too surprised but 2) if he came out to you your life is in danger.
My mom would never have actually come out either. She would have insisted that, “Oh, don’t be crude! She and I are just good friends,” until death.
Me too! It was on network TV in the mid 70s. They censored it so she said, “Your mother sews socks in hell!” LOL! The one time I ever cowered under a blanket during a scary part.
In this case, my enemy’s enemy is also an enemy. Life ain’t easy for a poor righteous teacher.
I feel like you’re taking a shot at Fun Boy Three.
Because in France they are called Objectè de Aeiouronauté Nonidentifequě.
Since no one mentioned this yet..
Take a coin with a head on it. Put the grove over the raised face with groove side up. Press both ends of the pill down with thumbs. It breaks the pill along the groove.
Do you do all the prep work so your back door is squeaky clean?
If not, that could be the reason she’s not as into it.
When I was in my mid 30s driving back from Florida after closing out my dead mom’s apartment and so forth, I picked up a hitchhiker.
He was a rich person parasite kind of. He would work as a bartender where daughters of wealthy families partied. He charmed them and became their boyfriend, and that’s how he survived. He was smart and industrious with clever business ideas so he charmed the daughter’s dads as well kind of. When he was tired of grifting them he just disappeared. I picked him up at the start of his latest disappearance.
So anyway, yeah, during a 10 drive he clued me in to how wealthy people are offered services regular folks don’t even conceive of.