Favourite Films → Struck By Lightning
He used to be such a happy boy, he used to write me stories. I remember the first story he ever wrote me. Once upon a time there was a boy. And that became: Once upon a time there was a boy who wanted to fly and it just got better and better over time. I never did find out whether the boy got to fly.
somewhere along the way, exacting vengeance gave excitement
somewhere along the way, that excitement turned to pleasure
somewhere along the way, that pleasure turned to madness
but sooner or later, that kind of madness turns into pain