celticvenus:

chungking express – 重慶森林 (1994) dir. wong kar-wai

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I’m done.

I’m done.

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you’re cold. you’re all c o l d at heart.

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awildraxacoricofallapatorian:

internationalflycentre:

blasianxbri:

Racism in its PUREST form.

I mean, let’s be real. Bill O’Reilly is ignorant as fuck. 

Fuckin prick

I love how his introduction card pops up as if O’Reilly’s editors are saying “We don’t agree with him.”

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"I was at the Oscars once, for Serpico. That was the second time I was nominated. I was sitting in the third or fourth row with Diane Keaton. Jeff Bridges was there with his girl. No one expected me to come. I was a little high. Somebody had done something to my hair, blew it or something, and I looked like I had a bird’s nest on my head, a real mess. I sat there and tried to look indifferent because I was so nervous. Any time I’m nervous, I try to put on an indifferent or a cold look. At one point, I turned to Jeff Bridges and said, "Hey, looks like there won’t be time to get to the Best Actor awards." He gave me a strange look. He said, "Oh, really?" I said, "It’s over, the hour is up." He said, "It’s three hours long." I thought it was an hour TV show, can you imagine that? And I had to pee bad. So I popped a Valium. Actually, I was eating Valium like they were candy. Chewed on them. Finally came the Best Actor. Can you imagine the shape I was in? I couldn’t have made it to the stage. I was praying, "Please don’t let it be me. Please." And I hear … "Jack Lemmon." I was just so happy I didn’t have to get up, because I never would have made it."

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Is he different?

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