When I saw the movie Peter Pan, two things made me cry:
1) The frustration and disappointment and heartbreak Peter must have gotten for eternity. After that Fairy Dance and that Mother-Father pet names and sweet, awkward 'Darn-I-think-I-like-her" side glances, the fact that Wendy Darling decided to grow up and leave him, knowing that he'd be watching her grow up and get married and have kids of her own is just... gut-wrenching, tear-jerking, purely heart-breaking. I wouldn't survive that kind of heartbreak. <////////////////3
2) Regret. Hahaha. I felt so down after watching the movie, it was like holding something so precious in your hands and being enchanted by its beauty... In spite of the fact that you know perfectly well it's going to slip away sooner or later and leave you feeling cold and sad and so empty inside. I cried after watching it. :'(
I can go on forever about how brokenhearted this film made me feel, but let's not end this post on that note. One good thing I've realized is that guys with pretty eyelashes...
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