there was a boy, a very strange enchanted boy…
ah, moulin rouge. watched it once years ago and spent the first hour going “what the fuck is going on in this movie” and the second hour going “oh my god this is brilliant”.
a second watching occured this weekend and i cannot get “come what may” out of my head. my romantic heart just swells with the passion and drama. *sigh*
now back to your regularly scheduled lives, though hopefully they’ll be a little bit richer, a little bit more passionate and a little bit more beautiful.
