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Daydream delusion, limousine, eyelash / Oh baby, with your pretty face / Drop a tear in my wineglass / Look at those big eyes / See what you mean to me / Sweet-cakes and milkshakes / I'm a delusion angel / I'm a fantasy parade / I want you to know what I think / Don't want you to guess anymore / You have no idea where I came from / We have no idea where we're going / Lodged in life / Like branches in a river / Flowing downstream / Caught in the current / I'll carry you / You'll carry me / That's how it could be /

Don't you know me?

Don't you know me by now?

mossomness:

"GIANT DORKS THAT SAVE THE WORLD"

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mashable:

Patrick Stewart is a hero both on screen and off.

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vigaishere:

Can we just appreciate the awesome thing in the comments for the Surge revival on Amazon. :)

I can’t post one cuz’ THEY’RE SOLD OUT!

Richard Linklater on Being a Self-Taught Filmmaker & Making Independent Films

a-bittersweet-life:

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Richard Linklater is a great example for emerging filmmakers and experienced ones alike. His own story in filmmaking shows beyond doubt that as long as the filmmaker follows his or her own personal path with purposefulness and a love and yearning to become more aware of the art form,…

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melora72:

Life in a Northern Town by Dream Academy

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I believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there’s any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
Before Sunrise (1995), dir. Richard Linklater

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iwasnotinvitedback:

I can’t cover my hands and tell you not to blame me
that you are a speck in a pile of dust
And everything you love will turn into crumbs
so stop worrying, worrying, worrying love

When the air was so cold
that it smelled sweet on your coat,
And the concrete got swollen and roared
and it swallowed you whole,

Ahoy sexy!

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