Brokeback Mountain

I'm in love with Heath Ledger... and I'm looking at Jake Gyllenhaal different since.

Something in me shifted... no... more like... ressurected...?

Been feeling rather nostalgic since I saw the movie.

This nostagia is as bitter-sweet as it's supposed to be. It seems to get stronger everyday. Yearning to fantasize like how I did before(?) But of course, it was not all fantasy. Part of it were influenced by reality; Granted, I was immature then. But these intensity of emotions were real.

I can't seem to put them anymore into words...

I can't stop thinking about Brokeback Mountain...

Shallow-nessly Immature

Alot's been going through my head with regards to this post's title. I'm affected a great deal yes. Disspointed, angry, even betrayed perhaps (of trust/faith). But life goes on. I can't really say much. I'm not sure where to start. I'm not exactly over it.