Third day of my dearest Festival, and I was well rested as I rode the Métro once again to see what was up today. The past years, we had several rooms where different movies, short films and documentaries were presented simultanously. For the 2016 40th edition, because of number of problems, the Festival has only…… Continue reading Montreal World Film Festival (day 3)
The Cove is usually about light and silly matters… But today, I decided to speak for you my friend. And for all of other nameless yous that might feel that need to come out of the closet, but can’t. And unfortunately, there are way too many men and women in this situation. Wearing a…… Continue reading Let me speak for you…
Previously; https://cyranny.wordpress.com/2016/08/13/russian-roulette/ She skipped a breath as the hammer hit. He had taken a step forward as her finger had pulled the trigger for the first time, but seeing that the bullet was still in the gun, he had backed up, now standing exactly where he previously was. If she had been in the mood…… Continue reading Russian roulette… (2)
She held the gun to her temple, defying him. What are you trying to prove? Her finger on the trigger, she kept silent. She had made herself clear already, and there was no discussion possible. Staring coldly, she was waiting for him to react before she pulled a first time, possibly sealing her destiny.…… Continue reading Russian roulette…
I was sitting, minding my own business the other day when I overheard someone talking about depression. Oh yeah, it was terrible, you know… I was off work for like, two or three months. And I kept playing on my X-Box and I was like “go away mom, I don’t feel like talking!”… The someone…… Continue reading To death and back…
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