I love vulnerability. I think it’s what connects us. That’s the openness and emotion that we need to feel true empathy. But it has its limits in this world I suppose, unfortunately. And it also hurts a little, like a rawness that is, for me sometimes, right on the border of almost being uncomfortable but then also really feeling good too. Kind of like orgasming while in a BDSM session of pain.
Right now I’m feeling very vulnerable……like not the good kind either. The kind where you’re in a dream and everyone has clothes on but you. I even woke up singing Alanis Morissette’s Uninvited. I love the song but I never got how they incorporated it into that movie. No angel needs an invitation, ever. Especially not Nicolas Cage. Lol.
Maybe I’ll go back and watch it again. Except most movies haven’t aged well in this whole “me too” women’s empowerment era. And that’s not a bad thing, just awkward. Like watching your grown family kiss on the mouth too long. Lol
I must go buy the GQ magazine with Brad Pitt on the cover. I’m not a magazine fan generally and I don’t think it will ever be a collector’s item, but I’m gonna chop that up to fangirling. Hard! Kind of like those two actresses did about it too. I may even get the pages sticky. Lol 🤪🤤💋🥰