my name is farida and this blog is 1000% trash but i'm not so it's ok.
have you ever stopped liking somebody that you liked a lot and suddenly notice that they are a shitty person and realize how blinded you were by how much you liked them
how long until woody allen dies
What you lookin’ at? You all a bunch of fuckin’ assholes. You know why? You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin’ fingers and say, “That’s the bad guy.” So… what that make you? Good? You’re not good. You just know how to hide, how to lie. Me, I don’t have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say good night to the bad guy!
more al pacino screen tests for the godfather
aw that’s rly cute :’)) thank you i appreciate that you thought of me. and also omg no i didnt read it until you sent it to me, i meant that i read the first part too. and my football blog is casillas-iker.
Before Sunrise (1995)
something sweet: a nightdrive to synthpop
"Cars can have a hypnotic effect. You can get in a car and get out and not really remember the trip. When you drive, you can kind of put your identity aside in the passenger’s seat, because you’re not being watched, and you can just be the watcher." —Ryan Gosling, on Drive
this was such a cute story! i read the first “sergio without boots” too. interesting to know everything he and his family had to give up to get where they are now. and also getting to know him from his family’s point of view. also explains why they’re so close and why sergio has 204394038 tattoos of them.