damn. it got real up in that memory cave
If you have to ask, you're streets behind
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Photoset reblogged from fuckyeahmelanie
Anna’s eyes in 2003. Her ears. Her feet. This is what it looks like when she says, “I love you,” in 2003. This is what it looks like when she cries. When she tells me there’s always a new empty room waiting for her. They used to make her feel free. Now they make her feel the opposite of free.
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Photoset reblogged from Waffles, Friends, Work
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Photo reblogged from Waffles, Friends, Work
When I read the script of ‘Inglourious Basterds’, I was like, wow, it’s been my dream to kill Hitler since I was like four so I was kind of like Shosanna already. I’m Jewish. I read the script together with my grandfather and he told me, ‘You have to make that movie, please.’ So it was not just for me, it was for my family.
(Source: renly-baratheon)
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Photo reblogged from fuckyeahmelanie
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Photo reblogged from fuckyeahmelanie
