Well, I haven't seen too many gay or gay- related movies, but the other day, Philadelphia (with Tom Hanks) was on. It was a really sad movie, I must say. It had me crying at the end! I'm glad I stumbled across it on TV.
Aww, thank you. I appreciate the kind words. Haha. Not returning texts is one of my biggest pet peeves, too! That, and many other parts of the background to the story, come from a few of my personal experiences. So, unfortunately, I've had to deal with someone doing the same thing Tanis was doing to me! It can get pretty annoying!
Anyways, thanks again, and the new chapter should be up soon! After that, chapters 3 and 4 should come out some time next week or so.
You know, he was cute when he smiled. When he smiled, his whole face just lit up; it almost reminded me of a little kid getting something that they really wanted under the tree on Christmas morning. He just glowed so completely, and his dimples enhanced that whole aura tenfold.
He was cute when he blinked, too. I was absolutely fascinated with his eyes, and I just couldn't help getting lost in those gorgeous brown tones. He had such a playful twinkle in those eyes all the time, and it just
Ahh...I see your point, but that is explained in the next chapter in another flashback. Don't worry, I don't like to leave plot holes.
Thank you for your kind words!!! The new chapter will be out later this week, maybe saturday or so. I'm glad you enjoyed it! ^-^
Air.
I needed air. I could only handle being close to him and close to the mixed signals for so long.
A shaky breath forced its way past my lips, and I excused myself from the theater. My hand pushed at the cold metal door to the parking lot — a place I could think for a moment — and I glanced back at the rows of seats.
Maybe, just maybe, it was in my head all along.
His name was Tanis. Cute name, right? It made me smile every time I heard it out loud — or even thought of
Dylan has a crush on his childhood acquaintance who is now his deskmate in class — but he has no idea how to figure out whether he feels the same way. When Dylan's best friend comes up with a plan to solve his problem, will it work, or will it only cause him more pain? And things get even more complicated once he finds a mysterious love letter in his locker, forcing Dylan to play detective.
I would already consider them art. They deal with music, writing, and sometimes beautiful representations of fictitious worlds and realities which can involve beautifully crafted sceneries - in my opinion, they're more of an art than cinema is, really.
Honestly though, I could care less if they were recognized as a real art form or not- it doesn't change the game! It doesn't suddenly make it ten times better! I would still enjoy it, regardless.