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Pat, 20 years old. Aspiring writer. Ask me a question if you feel the need to. Pretty easy going and laid back. I love to analyze films and break down their components. Entertain me.
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The way I stood in there, packing my suitcase. Only my mind wasn’t on the suitcase, and it wasn’t on the weekend. Nor was it on the shirts I was putting in the suitcase, either. My mind was hanging outside the window. It was suspended, just about 18 inches below. And out there in that great big concrete jungle I wonder how others there are like me: poor bedeviled guys on fire with thirst… such comical figures to the rest of the world as they stagger blindly towards another binge, another bender, another spree.
The Lost Weekend, Billy Wilder (1945)
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The Office: First and Last Appearances
This is the best post I will ever reblog.
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every achievement in cinema history has led up to this moment
God I love Bill Murray.
Never make me choose between bit parts and lead roles.
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I think they’re just afraid that some of us might be having too good a time.
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“I feel like all of my kids grew up, and then they married each other… it’s every parent’s dream.
