hold me tight

23. Professional trash, amateur filmmaker. Latin@. Chicago. Bisexual and polyamorous.

[thoughtkick]

I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.

F. Cabanes (via thoughtkick)

[cinematicjourney]

The Swimming Pool (1969) | dir. Jacques Deray

[funeral]

D.W. Winnicott

[typodescript]

[text ID: It is a joy to be hidden, but a disaster not to be found.]

[tendermimi]

“Therefore, tell me / what will engage you? / What will open the dark fields of your mind, / like a lover / at first touching?”

— Mary Oliver, Flare

[derangedrhythms]

Yes, it's boring, yes, insufficient, yes, the heart doesn't pound.

Marina Tsvetaeva, ⁠Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922; from 'On Love', tr. Jamey Gambrell

[cinematv]

DERRY GIRLS

The Agreement (3x07)

[peggybrandt]

The Invitation (2022) dir. Jessica M. Thompson

[kazs-inej]

Euripides, from “Orestes”, An Oresteia (trans. Anne Carson) Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

[manny-jacinto]

25 YEARS OF GATTACA | 1997

‘Still one of the best screenplays I’ve ever read (penned by Andrew Niccol). And not to mention the beautiful score from Michael Nyman. Gattaca released 25 years ago today…October 24, 1997.’ - ETHAN HAWKE

[lightningcrashes]

MICHAEL PITT in The Dreamers (2003)

[kieran-culkins-deactivated20240]

Erin Quinn + Outfits DERRY GIRLS (2018-2022)

[nadjasnandor]

the vampires got it right. life is about being bisexual and a little bit pathetic. and going through different levels of depressive episodes

[yingtan]

IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE 花樣年華 2000┃Wong Kar Wai

[nikolaj-costerwaldau]

“The moment your love ends, my love begins.”

Decision to Leave (2022) dir. Park Chan-wook

[quotemadness]

And there is nothing between us but rain. Then there is nothing between us at all.

Beth Revis (via quotemadness)

[branfraser]

Monica Vitti & Alain Delon in L'ECLISSE (1962) dir. Michelangelo Antonioni

[quotemadness]

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.

Jack Kerouac (via quotemadness)