воскресенье, 14 октября 2012 г.

"picture the end of my life..."


-Do you want to know how I picture the end of my life? Just like in The Notebook, I’m sitting in a nursing home, talking endlessly about my high school sweetheart, my first love, going on and on about every little detail, as if they matter. Only, in my version, he’s there with me, telling me to shut up so he can finish watching the American Cinematheque salute to J-Lo.
-So… we’re going to be all right?
-Yes, we’re going to be all right. I told you, I’m never saying goodbye to you. We’ll figure out this whole long-distance relationship thing. I promise.
-Okay.