I watched Closer last night. In short, ow.

I've had some of those conversations before. Bits and pieces, feeling laid bare, I've been that girl. She's not me, but I was once her. It was very hard to watch, much moreso than I expected. Eviscerating, reminding me of too many things. I wouldn't say that it was cathartic. It sticks with you, a razorblade under the skin.

( This is going to hurt.Collapse )