Like having your best friend berate you.
I almost cried. Seems good enough for me, seeing as my tear ducts were removed in a preemtive surgical procedure around the time I was introduced to my new best friend, television.
God. "Almost" cried? Fuck.I love that song, and I had seen that video before, but it was real nice to look at it again. It was the somber guy that did it for me this time.
Yeah, I think there's a new moment that gets me every time. This last time was the Asian couple toward the end (the girl brushes the hair off of the guy's forehead) and the male gay couple (the dude on the right has his head on the other's shoulder and is watching him listen to the song).
Geez, Amanda, I'm very sorry I didn't cry. I really wanted to. Maybe if the video could transport me to that balcony in Trastevere where the smell of tomatoes wafting up from the street...I don't know what I'm saying...but I did WANT to cry.
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