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Gymnopedie No. 1 (1888) Eric Satie

“You’re not perfect, sport, and let me save you the suspense: this girl you’ve met, she’s not perfect either. But the question is whether or not you’re perfect for each other.”

Good Will Hunting (1997, dir. Gus Van Sant)

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Good Will Hunting (1997) dir. Gus Van Sant

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she guessed my favorite color first try..

but between me and u……. i didnt even have a favorite color until she yelled out yellow!! she was hella excited n smiling like a little kid. so i told her she was right and i havent seen yellow the same since, its in everything. i could probably live in it now.

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Young Matt Damon

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“I can’t wait until the day you take a deep breath and ask what you know you should’ve asked weeks ago. I can’t wait until you show up on my doorstep with a bouquet clenched in your fist, and you look my father in the eye when you shake his hand. I can’t wait to ride beside you and figure out what station is on the radio, whether or not you like to ride with the windows down, what litters the backseat. I can’t wait to sit across from you and wonder what i should do with my hands and feel too nervous to eat what you offered to pay for. I can’t wait to finally feel my fingers tentatively interlock with yours, to wonder why we paid for the movie when all I’m watching is you, to hold my breath wondering if your lips will touch mine before you say goodnight. I can’t wait for sleepy nights on my couch, for getting lost in the maze and making our own trail, for shopping trips with your sisters, for putting just the right amount of creamer in your coffee. I can’t wait for the day when you ask again, this time for forever, and I’ll say yes with peace in my heart and tears in my eyes. I can’t wait for the looks on their faces and the butterflies in my stomach; me in lace, you in your favorite new tie. I can’t wait until we ride away in your car, having no idea where we’re going, but knowing that we are going together. I can’t wait until I finally wake up next you and the first thing I see in the morning is the way the light reflects in your sky eyes. I can’t wait until my day begins and ends beside you and you tell me about the papers you have to grade before you sleepily mumble that you love me. I can’t wait until you pick me up and spin me around because we’ve created a miracle, and we start taking bets on whether he’ll have my eyes or yours. I can’t wait until my belly hides my toes and you cook me all the pancakes I can eat. I can’t wait until you hold him in your arms and praise God because you’ve never truly seen life before. I can’t wait for bleary, tired eyes and forehead kisses. I can’t wait to see you give her piggy back rides and finally cave because you can’t say no to those big blues. I can’t wait to see you walk your princess down the aisle and to watch you get misty eyed telling him how proud you are. I can’t wait until our hair turns gray and your eyes aren’t what they used to be but you insist on driving anyway. I can’t wait for a future with you, my dear.”

— is this what it’s like to have found the one? to be the one?