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Me ugly crying at the theatre when Mitsuha looks at what’s written on her hand while the people next to me loudly pull out containers of food and yell “damn she got slimed”

STILL my favorite horror movie of all time

“time waits for no one”

regrets from how you’ve handled yourself, how you’ve affected others, and the kind of mistakes you’ve never quite forgiven yourself for all come together in this movie.

everything from the cicadas to the striking shadows and clouds fills the screen with an eye-watering amount of breath-taking detail, but that won’t be the only thing bringing on the water works.

avoidance is the greatest source of regret. take that chance, stupid.

How can every frame be so beautiful? I want to savor it all but I feel like I’ll forget, just like waking from a dream. It really is like the sieve and the sand…

I can’t get over the ending. I’ve struggled with the concept of destiny and soulmates and I still don’t think I understand, or if I ever will. Each time their paths briefly intersected, I had shed a tear for another wasted chance. The ending is almost cruel if it weren’t for the last line. We make decisions in our lives that sometimes feel like self-sabotage in retrospect and this ending replicates that deep gut-feeling that you know you missed something over and over.

I can’t help but think about the relationships in my life that I MISSED because it wasn’t a good time, we were in different places in life, the feelings weren’t mutual at that point, I wasn’t mature enough, the person moved away, etc. It’s a goddamn tragedy that puts knots in my stomach. A knot I also wish I can unravel and travel back in time to try again.

Two parallel lines will never intersect, forever separated, never to join. Two non-parallel lines are bound to intersect, only briefly, never to meet again.

I don’t know, maybe this is a tragedy—it sure feels like it to me.

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