If you’re ever feeling sad…
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Open your eyes, Look past the light and see, I’m just a poor boy, I get no sympathy, Because I’m easy come, easy go, Little high, little low, Any way the force leads doesn’t really matter to me, to me.
Mama, I just killed my dad, Put my saber to his chest, Lit it up, and now he’s dead. Mama, my new life’s begun, But for you I’ll go and throw it all away.
Mama, ooh, Didn’t mean to make you cry, If I’m not back again this time tomorrow, Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.
Too late, my time has come, Sends shivers down my spine, Body’s aching all the time. Goodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go, And make my grandpa proud of me.
Mama, ooh (any way the force leads), I don’t wanna die, I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all.
I see a little silhouetto of a man, Is it Luke, Is it Luke, where the hell did Hux go? Thunderbolt and lightning, Very, very frightening me. (Emperor) Palpatine. (Emperor) Palpatine, Darth Vader! Darth Maauuul.
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You open your eyes and take a deep breath as you exit the atmosphere, headed towards alpha centauri. You’re heartbroken and you thought leaving would take your mind off the topic of love, but now you have four light years of traveling to fixate on it. You turn on the old AM radio you brought and scan for channels, intercepting some space communication. You hear this song play while looking out into the vast and lonely expanse of space, and you think the future seems anything but ineffable.
Matt Smith gets emotional while reading his last speech
The Mask (1994) dir. Chuck Russell
I don’t know
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