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The Black Butterfly, 2017

The whole thing is exciting as it was puzzling. All the shouts of "don't" and "you're a moron" is so evident, you can't take your eyes off the screen. The movie is so puzzling and questionable, if you don't focus on the small details. You wouldn't understand it. My father didn't even understood a scene.

Why does this movie works?

You'd ask yourself "what?!" in many moments. But it will make sense in the end. Although it wasn't as smooth as you'd expect it to be... The roughness of the movie in terms of possibilities, reason, and logic is sensible.

My rating is 8.4/10

Enjoyable and cool concept.

MOVIE POSTER for “Right Beside You”.  A movie plot for my story “I became an Actress. 

This is a story about two people with a very dangerous secret. They both seem normal and they fall madly in love with each other. The thing is, they are both serial killers.  Both has a blood lust.  Although Conor Doran has only 14 confirmed kills, the certainty of the number cannot be 100% since he burns his victims to ashes. 

And although our golden girl, Jezebella Mendoza is seen as a minor, this did not stop her capability to kill over 50 people. With that is her expertise in human psychology and how to cover up her kills to the point of no one even thinks about it.  Her innocent allure captures a lot of attention, but is certainly dangerous at many level. 

“Dead bodies piling up, Their love gets stronger at every count.” Conor Doran seems to be a nice guy. He's awkward at the right amount, and has the smugness you'd fall for. He's 40, but single. Girls at the bar seems to dig him. Except for one. Jezebella Mendoza is what you call a pedophile trap. Height of a minor, face as innocent as a minor. But she ain't a kid at all. Drinking tequila on her own, eating lemon like it's strawberries, and dancing at her own beat. She captured a lot of guy attention. But she wasn't interested at all. Not until she caught him staring.

Jezebella Mendoza is a violence based serial killer.  It doesn’t matter who the victim is.  It doesn’t matter what her emotional attachment to the person is. If she decides to kill you, she will.  She will find a way to make your pain, your fears, and demons be exploited, your limits broken...  to fulfill her satisfaction. 

And you know what they say about satisfaction, remember? Satisfaction is the stronger human nature next to survival.

Conor Doran on the other hand is a victim based serial murderer.  His work in a company involves typing lists of names of people. These lists has become his source of victims. It doesn’t matter who it is, as long as he successfully burn them to the bones. His meticulous ways in creating his crimes has created no suspicion at all. 

His advice to his character in GOT is super “Petyr Baelish”.  

No matter what he does, he’s perfect as a hot serial killer.  I don’t know what it does to our morals, but keep shady, darling. 

Pretty Good Boy Politician  is still a perfect role for him.  

Hot Pappi! 

Hey, don’t look at me like that please.. 

Cutie and awkward, he’s funny too. 

But of course we love him  just the way he is.  Come on.

Well... It's been a long time since I used this app on my phone. So... Here I am with one of my lastest selfies. And I just want to tell you how happy I am. That I am so lucky to be living such life. That I may not be living a totally perfect life but it is good enough. And I thank God for this. I can't stop thinking how much I am lucky... But I am also thinking that this life is just as shit and shitty as everyone else. I am happy but I want to die. I also feel like I don't deserve it. I am suppose to be working on my projects. But I haven't started anything. I hate myself. But.. Hey, I also love myself. It may be a contradiction, but it keeps the world balanced. I am not a balanced person, to be honest. But I try to be. I try to be not a jerk to everyone, even if I want to. I try to be loving and caring and sympathetic and empathetic as much as I could although technically.. I couldn't, but I learned to. Well.. My life is just starting.

First thought:  PLEASE, LET ME FINISH YOU. 

I was always on the run, and I was always on the comfort of what I can do.  The more that I scare myself the more that I do not move.  and the more that I am carefree, and confident, the more I stay stagnant.  It’s like everything doesn’t make sense and equate to something that should happen. It’s like the whole world only wants me to be this.  A manipulative little shit who CAN admit her sins, but won’t.  Just because.  

I’m writing something that is not so unique.  But it’s something that shows fear, oblivion, and pain.  Of being left and forgotten.  Not knowing what is happening or what will happen.  It’s something that can create this world..  and dilemma, that no one can solve..  and you are not suppose to solve it.