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AMERICA’S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAN!
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#gimme some of that deep hip action, boys
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Lin-Manuel Miranda Friendspotting.
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Pistachio ice cream, red shoes and painting faces are among the things that bring me joy xD
Prints and other stuff on my Society6 and RedBubble
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CinemaCon Many happy returns to BLINDSPOTTING co-writer and star Rafael Casal!
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I ask him if there was ever a point when he thought about giving up the dream. “You know—make it straight, go get an MBA?”
Diggs is a minuteman, armed with responses for questions he’s answered a zillion times, but this one gets him thinking.
“The longer you commit to being an artist, it turns out the fewer skills you develop. I imagine that working a cash register would have been very hard for me… But honestly, your financial situation doesn’t ultimately determine your happiness, so you might as well just do something you like.” (x)
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‘It was a messy birth… so much blood…’
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‘Blindspotting’s’ Daveed Diggs and Rafael Casal Tackle Black Lives Matter and Oakland’s Gentrification
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’Blindspotting’ Interview || Fandango
Writers/stars Daveed Diggs and Rafael Casal discuss balancing heavy themes with comedy and starting progressive conversations along the film festival circuit with their film, ‘Blindspotting’.
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five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
"just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
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rafaelcasal Victory drink. #junketday
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And… done! :)
This piece was quite challenging, as I can’t seem to find good references for London!Hamilton orz Anywa, I hope you like it! <:
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