People absolutely panned this flick for its unrealistic narrative. It's one of my favorites. If you just let this movie exist in its own sphere and stop trying to apply logic to it it's such a joy to watch. The climax just brutalizes my heart. Never seen Body & Soul, going to take a look.

Yo, this is the funniest shit ever! The thing I will never forget is how steep stairs felt going upwards because of the row houses. The owl head shape of the place too. Illuminati =P!

Don't say your opinion online, or angry people will downvote you and "shame" you to death. People, are we allowed to say what we feel? No, not really. It's just an echo chamber, as much as it is in society. I thought the internet was supposed to be a place for freaks and geeks to get a chance to say what they feel instead of being silenced like we are so readily in reality. Such a shame.

I don't think insulting a drunken menace's intelligence would work out well. I do think it's a good laugh though.

I am mixed, so not really at all unless I am put under some deathly ass sun. I just kinda turn brown. Orange -> brown. I will say though, I had the displeasure of skinning off a good portion of skin at one point in my life. The scar tissue does burn. Which I find out every spr-ummer. I am dating a professional lobster.

I helped a friend who was losing his place, and sometimes I wonder if he lost his place because he didn't have the forward momentum to live by himself. He didn't do dishes, he did play a lot of LoL. He worked, so it's not like he didn't work. He just wasn't terribly cleanly. He wasn't the most disheveled individual I have ever met (or lived with). I did however bring a friend who was visiting home to catch him boning down. When we made tea, he continued to bone down in the bathroom. We decided to leave shortly after, but that made me sad in a way. It was silly in another, because you know it's fun to say you walked into a house with "four balls and two dicks hanging out." Things got better when he moved out though.

I'm from DC, and I flipped once because a ball of lightning about 14" around "flew" through our place. Went through a bookshelf, hit a corner, followed the other wall and disappeared through it. Various people saw it, I watched as they all watched it. I think the brain is funny though, cause I seem to be the only one who remembers it. I just figured DC is weird as fuck, and it's one of the DC has some spoopy shit going on type of things. When I was younger, I used to crawl through The Capital at night going through it's underbelly and such. Was always so "electric" feeling. Rooms never felt truly empty, even if you went into one lined with ten pounds of fabric and doors that could smash you dead. Sometimes, DC feels like the Bermuda Triangle in my head. It's different nowadays, but it still holds that image.

I have a friend who teaches children art. If it wasn't so late, I would ask him for some pointers. I think though, he just plays with them pretty much. As in, he's okay doing goofy things with kids like making a noise and having them match it or things like that. When you get people (kids, etc.) open to playing with you, I think it allows people to open up more which can be good for creativity. I would suggest looking into Lynda Barry books, especially Syllabus. There's also a comic book artist she recommends in the book but I can't find his name. He has a very creative exercise in which you take a series of note cards and draw a comic a panel a card and shift them around until they assemble the story you'd like. I suppose just looking into drawing games as a whole will probably assist. I myself like to put a series of shapes on whatever I am working on and turn them into whatever I see from them. Either way, sounds like you're doing some good. So good on you =)

I legit had to tell this to my gal who was always trying to be cool and getting fucked up over it. I said "don't try to be cool for some asshole. Just be good!" I shit you not.

You are 20 years old. You can be anything from this point on. We can't fix a damn thing about what we did in the past. We can just you know, help forge a better future. If people fuck you up, you can take a break from deep relationships. You can just have superficial ones, which are easier to manage. Idk where you're at, but try to find something productive you can put a lot of energy into and take it from there. If you do something very technical, you don't really need to bring anything but a simple respect for others to the table. You don't have to talk feelings, or really at all outside of expressing logical thoughts. Idk what to say about the emotionally unstable part. I'm not a doctor, but I was once young. I am not sure if this still holds true, but I remember hearing your brain isn't even fully formed until you're 25. 20 is a good age to be anything, so like I said - just find something you can tolerate (or in theory enjoy) and do that and you'll see the blocks start falling into place. Also if you can't talk to someone, write. I mean you can write here, but I think you should just grab some paper and shit all over it. Just shit, and shit, and shit. Just take all your word goo and plop it on the pages. Make sure it's somewhere you feel is safe and destroy it when you're done. It helps a lot, I'd like to think. Also feel free to shout into pillows. I don't do it, but I hear it's the shit.