he was never going to cast you in the main role. he was never going to shoot a movie just for you. he was just planning on filling the ad spaces with you. he was never going to ask for your opinion on how to film it all, he just thought you had a pretty face, so deal with it. you were just another young prey taking someone else’s place in between the acts.
and it’s not even that his films aren’t oscar worthy, it’s just that you are worth so much more than fiction.
you, my lovely, deserve the greatest reality that your mind can think of. you are worth your craziest, most wondrous dreams. and they will come true, you just need to find a different crew altogether.
sail on, my dear, sail on.
