SpotLight City

Bullshit. [Bullshit, bullshit. Oh no drinks for me, I’m sober.]

One day, I’m just going to completely lose my mind. I mean, people just don’t believe all the crazy shit I’ve lived through and, to be honest, it feels like a god damn movie. It seriously can’t be real. Like where is the camera crew feeding me lines and telling me to reshoot that scene because the lighting was off?

It’s just drama drama drama comedy romantic drama drama horror romantic comedy drama. Etc etc. I’m definitely not in charge because all of this shit is way too scripted, way too coincidental. I mean come on, who meets a girl named Alaska? That’s preposterous. It’s not even a real name, unless she’s Inuit, which she most definitely is not.

Murder/mystery/love/heartbreak/abuse/art/hate and a killer soundtrack. Someone tell me I am not living a badly written and terribly cliche movie.