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  2. beeishappy:

    "I remember on the first day of shooting being struck by the way he smoked a cigarette. We weren’t sure how much he was going to smoke yet, but I had made some comment early on – because he doesn’t smoke and is very healthy – where I said, ‘Just make sure you don’t smoke it like a high-school girl.’ He must have taken that as a challenge because by the first day of filming he was smoking a cigarette like it was a joint." - Cary Fukunaga, True Detective director and producer (x)

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  3. Nostalgia - it’s delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound.” It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. It takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It let’s us travel the way a child travels - around and around, and back home again, to a place where we know are loved.
    Don Draper; Mad Men (via mylittlebookofquotes)
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  5. 1x05 vs. 5x09
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  6. ellsworthsmelly:

tooombz:

Felix Gonzalez-TorresUntitled (Perfect Lovers) 1991. Clocks, paint on wall.
Untitled (Perfect Lovers) consists of two clocks, which start in synchronisation, and slowly, inevitably fall out of time due to the failure of the batteries and the nature of the mechanism. In a moving comment on his personal experiences, the piece refers to Gonzalez-Torres’ HIV positive partner Ross Laycock, and his slow decline and inevitable death due to AIDS. The clocks act as two mechanical heartbeats; representative of two lives destined to fall out of sync, and holds a poignant poetry about personal loss and the temporal nature of life.
“Don’t be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, time has been so generous to us…We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space…we are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”

this is one of my favorite works ever

    ellsworthsmelly:

    tooombz:

    Felix Gonzalez-Torres
    Untitled (Perfect Lovers) 1991. Clocks, paint on wall.

    Untitled (Perfect Lovers) consists of two clocks, which start in synchronisation, and slowly, inevitably fall out of time due to the failure of the batteries and the nature of the mechanism. In a moving comment on his personal experiences, the piece refers to Gonzalez-Torres’ HIV positive partner Ross Laycock, and his slow decline and inevitable death due to AIDS. The clocks act as two mechanical heartbeats; representative of two lives destined to fall out of sync, and holds a poignant poetry about personal loss and the temporal nature of life.

    Don’t be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, time has been so generous to us…We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space…we are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”

    this is one of my favorite works ever

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  7. uncleblazzer:

    I still can’t believe I’ve seen Danny DeVito climb naked out of a leather couch

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  8. pottsisstarksheart:

    Congratulations Tom Brady! 50,000 passing yards. October 5, 2014.

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  9. pottsisstarksheart:

    Hot potato, hot potato, Gronk-like SPIKE.

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  12. All is imaginary – family, office, friends, the street, all imaginary, far away or close at hand, the woman; the truth that lies closest, however, is only this, that you are beating your head against the wall of a windowless and doorless cell.
    Franz Kafka (via blackestdespondency)
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  13. korrakun:

    my favorite college experience is when i had a 7am class and the kid next to me literally poured a monster energy drink into his coffee said “i’m going to die” and drank the whole thing

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  14. aznmaddy:

white people who literally just don’t get it: a memoir

    aznmaddy:

    white people who literally just don’t get it: a memoir

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  15. walmarts:

    nobody move, this is a bank robbery! put all the money in the bag. yeah, good… now I’d like to make a deposit

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