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I need to see this scene in a movie or a series where two characters start talking about something on a surface level near the end of the afternoon and the scene cuts to midnight and they're all sleep deprived with a coffee and a cigarette in hand with papers and research all around them. GOD. also both of them suddenly wear glasses.

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He loves me when I'm at the door.

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I didn't let you go because I was over it, I let you go because I'd have a chance to say I gave up too soon instead of knowing you'd never want me.

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I was so heartbroken I told God to remove my heart from my body, he sold it to you and I thought he gave me mercy, what a brutal; brutal barter.

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The biggest litmus test for love is if it makes you loud or if it makes you mute. We're all music and love is the volume, one who loves you will turn you the fuck up and dance to the beats of your existence.

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I loved her. From the moment I saw her and from the moment it all came down to Nothing, I loved her. I didn't love her for her to love me back, I didn't love her for her to notice, I didn't love her because she loved me, because she didn't love me, because she never noticed, because she didn't love me. Months passed by and I still loved her, I don't think a man would've loved her like that. I don't think her own blood would've loved her like that. All the situations and events looked like they happened just so I could see her and fall in love with her that exact moment. I knew what was wrong with her, and I knew why nobody liked her, and I loved her anyways. Time flew and I forgot what happened, I forgot what she did to me, I still can't remember, but God my soul never forgot her, I'd see her and my heart would sink at the thought of her never looking at me, her beauty enriched in my soul to the point I got jealous of her beauty and wanted to look like her so I could love myself as much as I loved her. God I loved her.

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My favourite cholle bhature spot changed the seating arrangement. I'm devastated. True love hate relationship with uss da dhaaba.

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I think you just live. You're born and your mother hates you but you live. You're ten and your favourite man in the world passes away and you live. You're 13 and you realise that what happened to you was not okay, but you live. You spend 15 years of your life trying to understand where it went wrong with your dad but you live, your friends are really not your friends, but you live. Your friends now ARE your friends and you live. The guy you were madly in love with dumps you out of nowhere but you live, you try to kill yourself but you live. You think you wouldn't survive college and you just, live. You meet a guy and you live, it's been two years and you realise all these things that you hated and despised in the world are now , YOU. but you live. You lie, manipulate, cheat, deceive, hurt, bruise other people, but you live. You've now changed for the better but those people are still scarred, but I guess, you just live. Just live.

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Biggest opening lines of all time.

[sexting] no live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.

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You know I didn’t want to, have to haunt you, but what a ghostly scene

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i really like mike flanagan's work bc he's just like what if everyone's a bit deranged, a little gay and spooky stuff happened and we get masterpieces it's crazy

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Me

Needless to say i am enjoying the ever loving FUCK out of The Fall of the House of Usher. I went from having a normal day to running around like a rabid dog and shaking my head as i tear apart my favorite chew toy

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I noted Mike Flanagan screamed "GAY RIGHTS! BI RIGHTS" on his way out Netflix's door, but he really did stick his head back in to say, "FUCK AI, FUCK BIG PHARMA, AND FUCK THE CAPITALISM THAT PROPS THEM UP" as well didn't he?

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The Fall of the House of Usher is many things and I'm making a conscious choice to not scream about every single one of them rn, but what left me staring at a wall in tears is just... kindness. Death was kind. She gave every choice, every reason to stop. She would take these kids anyway but she also regretted having to take them like that. She cared when nobody else would, even though they kept making the wrong choices.

She's never cruel for cruelty's sake. She wasn't cruel to Lenore. She just sent a child to sleep as lovingly as she could, with kind words and kinder touch.

And I don't even know how to express the absolute heartbreak with blinding warmth among the cracks, when Death herself kneels before one man, worst man, honest man, who refused her offer – and thanks him with such respect.

Mike Flanagan, you fucking did it again. Carla Gugino, you... I don't even have words for you. That's a whole-ass masterpiece of human soul, meaning, and searching right there.

Kiss Death with kindness in the end

And when she parts

You part as friends

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😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I have gay panic everytime mikey you cuck

I respect Mike flanagan for casting his own wife as the hottest baddest sexiest bitch in every single TV show he makes

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MIKE FLANAGAN ILY PLEASE NEVER STOP DOING WHAT UR DOING