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good evening i have the time to tell u what i think about this photo
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i think it’s severely gay 
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Brad Pitt as Tyler Durden Fight Club (1999) dir. David Fincher
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aggos is doing it again,..
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𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬  (  ¿  /  ∞  )  .  ft.  llewyn malloy  @malluck​
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i  hope  everyone  is  well  and  taking  care  of  themselves  🥺
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No Country for Old Men (2007) dir. Ethan Coen, Joel Coen
Whatcha’ got ain’t nothin new. This country’s hard on people, you can’t stop what’s coming, it ain’t all waiting on you. That’s vanity.
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°  ◌ ﹕  WILL ​:
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THE  MAN  BEFUDDLES  HER,  ENCASED  IN  HIS  OWN  THOUGHTS.  His  own  problems.  Will,  to  her  dismay,  has  yet  to  puzzle  the  blonde  out.  And  yet,  they’d  somehow  become…companions.  Not  a  word  the  woman  used  lightly  but  there  was  no  denying  the  truth  of  their  situation.  A  situation  that  Will  is  still  unsure  of.  Still,  nothing  bad,  per  say,  has  happened,  but  the  sniper  is  used  to  the  other  shoe  dropping,  quickly.  Situations  can  change  at  any  moment.
“I  bet  you  clean  up  real  nice  too,  when  you  shave,”  she  gives  the  man  a  pointed  look,  sly  smile  curling  at  her  lips  before  she  goes  back  to  her  drink.  While  initial  statement  had  been  true,  Will  finds  that  she  has  no  desire  to  dwell  on  the  melancholy.  Instead,  she  wants  to  live,  interact  with  other  humans,  face  to  face,  instead  of  just  via  a  computer  screen.  She  knows  that  it  will  undoubtedly  bit  her  in  the  ass  but  at  least  she’s  trying.
Polishing  off  her  beer,  Will  asks  for  another  before  she  fixes  intense  stare  on  the  blonde.  “So,  what  is  it  this  time?  What  has  you  looking  like  you  rolled  out  of  a  ditch?”
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these   days  ,   he’s   comfortable   in   the   silence .     in the knowing     he won’t have to speak     in exchange to words     when his jaw     feels like     it’s working     on loose screws     and bolts .      he keeps his mouth shut      and at best     simpers .     but his lips are sealed tight     and shut     by the cement of     his   own   calamities     and he seems cynical ,     like     he believes     she couldn’t even mean     what she says .      then again ,     to think he considers the sincerity     in question     isn’t fruitful ,     considering words     of   this   small   scale     tend to ring   indistinctly   like background noise .     and any particular notions   found   between     the lines     —     they   simply   fly   right over his head .
he’s numb .     but underneath the surface ,     he appreciates her .     the lulls of quiet she grants him ,     whether she may mean to     or not .     the   way   he   sees   it :     she’s   in her own little world ,     separate   from his .    and it won’t be long   before   she tries      poking her head     into his    again .     it’s obvious     she’s curious .     but     at least she gives him enough room to breathe . 
❛     uh ,     maybe   ‘ cause    i just got done   rollin’   out of a ditch .     ❜     he looks at her     again ,     half - lidded ,     unwavering ,     hoping she’d take a half - truth ,    despite how smart she is .       it sounds like     he could be pretending     when he says ,      ❛     happens   all the time .     ❜      but again ,      it’s   a   half - truth .
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°  ◌ ﹕  JOEL ​:
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❝    c’mon , now. we both know that’s a lie ,  you wanna kill me , and i can’t just let you go , llewyn. you know how it is , you may want normalcy now — whatever that is — , but … this is normalcy for the likes of you and me. and you damn well know it.    ❞
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an   open   range   in   broadened   eyes .     for a second ,     they fall   deterred ,     a hiccup of     uncertainty     darting ,    wandering ,     wondering      aimlessly .     ❛     bullshit    ...     you’re   just   tryin’   to   protect   yourself .     you’re just tryin’      to excuse     the things that you do .     ❜
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actually being out in public is like i am normal i am off-putting everyone is in love with me i am invisible i am going to die alone wow we are a community peace and love on planet earth i am going to get mugged etc.
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— midsummer | d.x.y
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LORD JIM dir. Richard Brooks | 1965
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every assassin you've tried to send after me desires me carnally
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°  ◌ ﹕  JOEL ​:
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❝    sorry for breaking your heart, kid.  but i never said i was better than nobody.  i might be a monster , at least i ain’t no fuckin’ coward.   ❞
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❛     cowards   are   smarter ,   wouldn’t  you  think ?      you live   your life     in misery      like this ,       and then   you die .      i just    woke up     and wanted something      for myself .      some normalcy   ...      and if you just let me be ,     we can salvage   some   here ,     and     —     i   won’t   have   to   kill   you .      ❜
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Saturday Night Fever, Leah Frances
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new tags !  part ii
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new  tags  !
#°  ◌ ﹕  MISE EN SCENE   ›    thus  survival  spawns  a  product  of  its  own  environment#°  ◌ ﹕  AURA   ›    ink  sheds  like  a  stringent  veil  &  in  fact  leaves  behind  his  underlying  scars#°  ◌ ﹕  VISAGE   ›    out  of  fear  he  changes  his  colors  several  times  throughout  time#°  ◌ ﹕  PSYCHE   ›    somehow  those  follies  manage  to  become  far  from  his  foibles#°  ◌ ﹕  IDIOSYNCRASIES   ›    some  think  he’d  be  smiling  even  when  he  made  it  to  hell#°  ◌ ﹕  HEADCANON   ›    a  memoir  burns  to  bits  before  it  can  salvage  any  meaningful  meaning#°  ◌ ﹕  ACT i   ›    simpler  times  are  never  aware  enough  to  call  themselves  oblivious#°  ◌ ﹕  ACT ii   ›    these  newfound  grievances  will  always  remain  in  medias  res#°  ◌ ﹕  ACT iii   ›    then  all  that  matters  is  which  words  will  end  up  being  his  last#°  ◌ ﹕  OLD WEST   ›    within  whatever  lawless  territory  an  outlaw  thrives#°  ◌ ﹕  BRBA   ›    he  witnesses  a  form  of  satan  &  suddenly  thinks  he’s  high#°  ◌ ﹕  WESTWORLD   ›    fifteen  minutes  of  fame  maybe  he  ought  to  commit  a  crime#°  ◌ ﹕  INBOX   ›    some  say  it  was  a  crime  of  passion#°  ◌ ﹕  ANSWERED   ›    others  say  he  had  been  planning  it  along#°  ◌ ﹕  MATHEA MALLOY   ›    a  bridge  burns  better  when  it’s  technically  not  blood#°  ◌ ﹕  JOCELYN MALLOY   ›    even  long  forgotten  a  ghost  still  comes  back  to  haunt  them#°  ◌ ﹕  MEYER MALLOY   ›    an  excuse  always  coincides  with  every  line  of  a  biblical  proverb#°  ◌ ﹕  SELF PROMO   ›    just  smile  politely  y’all  we’re  witnessing  mental  illness#°  ◌ ﹕  PROMO   ›    finally  some  good  fucking  food#°  ◌ ﹕  OOC   ›    closed  captions  my  beloved
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