…never an object of desire or affection.
I’m pretty sure I need to go see Repo Men, because watching romances while cleaning today has hammered home a little too acutely my singularity. I need to cleanse my palette with some sci fi and synthetic organs.
I definitely recollect the feeling.
If Repo Men doesn’t work, I also prescribe a follow-up regimen of Hot Fuzz with supplementary Predator or Predator 2 taken as necessary.
I knew my MD (movie doctor) degree would come in handy…
I did enjoy Repo Men. It certainly cleansed my palette from sentimentality, to the point where I was ready for a slo-mo fight. Pow!!
I burn I pine I perish