for some reason…everything has become a metaphor.
he/him, 24.
"I decided a while ago to sort of... give up, and stop trying to make sense of things altogether, because the only way to really live in this is to embrace the fact that nothing matters."
"Well then what's the point of living?"
Depression is a beast that comes in many forms. It’s not something that affected me overnight, like a weight dropped on my shoulders; it was an agonizingly slow weighted blanket that draped over me, head, heart, and…
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Unfortunately I didn't feel anything watching this movie aside from boredom and annoyance at the characters.
Billy is abrasive and abusive the whole film to Layla, who somehow catches Stockholm Syndrome despite the fact that he is less emotive and cares less than a slab of wet concrete. He constantly rejects even skin to skin contact, yet the movie portrays Layla as this savior meant to absorb every blow he throws at her, the shoulder to cry on, to bring…