I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
YOU’VE GOT MAIL (1998) dir. Nora Ephron
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I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
YOU’VE GOT MAIL (1998) dir. Nora Ephron
Janeane Garofalo | 1994
people are always like “are you a morning person or a night person” and I’m just like buddy I’m barely even a person
Hayley Williams by Phoenix Johnson
gif request meme: @lots-and-lots-of-coffee asked ♡ gilmore girls + favorite location → the gilmore house in stars hollow
I admit we knew we’d get in trouble. That part’s true. We knew people would be worried, and we still ran away, anyway. But something also happened, which we didn’t do on purpose. When we first met each other, something happened to us.
Lady Bird (2017) dir. Greta Gerwig
I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nights, our bodies spilled together, sleeping, the tiny flowing currents, immediate and forever, your leg my leg, your arm my arm, your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.
Charles Bukowski (via love-diaries)
Any normal girl would call the number, meet him, return the album and see if her dream is viable. It’s called a reality check. The last thing Amélie wants. Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amélie Poulain (2001) dir. Jean-Pierre Jeunet
The New Yorker
It’s no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn’t even speak to each other if they met at a party.
Always reblog one of the best improvised lines in all of history
I have no illusions about my looks. I think my face is funny. Funny Face (1957) dir. Stanley Donen