after watching this bolette's dog was gnawing on a piece of wood, splitting it in half, and i got the opportunity to say "thou canst do nothing save cut wood". blessed moment. life truly does imitate art

made me miss stumbling home after a night out. being in the middle of the road, the whole world tinted blue and the only sound being the laughter over the funniest thing in the world that you'll have forgotten by tomorrow. we went home, got drunk, did our own version of the jazz ballet dance and everything felt like it was supposed to

everyone involved in this is very really good. the symbolism of oranges almost made me lose my mind but i got pulled back by al pacino’s eye acting

it gets so close to you, in more ways than one. made me feel like i was one of those little moons orbiting around neil