December 2009
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“I don’t know why, but mummies look like beef jerky, if you know what I...”
“HOLD IT NOW, HOLD IT!”
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I wanna have a room, where I can express myself.
Nobody can touch my things. I like them just the way they are.
Messy, colorful, oily, and thinner smells all over the room.
I wanna have a studio.
“I’m a happy person
If something makes me unhappy
I still can find a...”
“As much as I definitely enjoy solitude,
I wouldn’t mind perhaps,...”
– Possibly Maybe - Björk
“How can I feel
‘Till you’re touching me alone
Still be missing you...”
– Mandalay - Not Seventeen
“I don’t know. It’s like, when I’m with you, I just, I never know what’s going to...”
– Crazy/Beautiful (via fuckyeahhappy) (via filmquotes)
“It’s a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise...”
– Lester Burnham, American Beauty (via movieoftheday) (via hey-insomia) (via filmquotes)
Elizabeth: Why do you keep them? You should just throw them out.
Jeremy: No. No, I couldn't do that.
Elizabeth: Why not?
Jeremy: If I threw these keys away then those doors would be closed forever and that shouldn't be up to me to decide, should it?
Elizabeth: I guess I'm just looking for a reason.
Jeremy: From my observations, sometimes it's better off not knowing, and other times there's no reason to be found.
Elizabeth: Everything has a reason.
Jeremy: Hmm. It's like these pies and cakes. At the end of every night, the cheesecake and the apple pie are always completely gone. The peach cobbler and the chocolate mousse cake are nearly finished... but there's always a whole blueberry pie left untouched.
Elizabeth: So what's wrong with the blueberry pie?
Jeremy: There's nothing wrong with the blueberry pie. Just... people make other choices. You can't blame the blueberry pie, just... no one wants it.
Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: [kisses Clementine] You're pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don't ever leave me.
Joel: You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty...
Clementine: What took you so long?
Joel: I just walked in.
Clementine: Do you miss me?
Joel: Oddly enough, I do!
Clementine: You said "I do" - I guess that means we're married!
Joel: I guess so
Clementine: Joely? What if you stay this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There's no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a goodbye at least, let's pretend we had one... Goodbye, Joel.
Joel: ...I love you...
Clementine: ...Meet me in Montauk...
“They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops. And that’s true....”
– Edward Bloom, Big Fish
“It’s human to want to leave everything.”
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