amelie
brick
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cupcakes
donnie darko
east of eden
fight club
flight of the conchords
fred astaire
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gaspard ulliel
incubus
the invention of hugo cabret
jason mraz
joseph gordon-levitt
justice
lovedrug
marc jacobs
nylon
paris je'taime
piano
the virgin suicides
THE MAN THAT SO ELOQUENTLY WROTE THIS:
If sidewalks could talk, what would they say? If they had eyes, what would they see? If we had the knowledge that they had consciousness, would we walk upon them the same? If I were a sidewalk, I would ask that those who tread on me tread with light feet. I would encourage those upright to walk further, and introduce themselves to my less trod upon siblings on the back streets and alleyways; you'll always find more interesting stories there. Sidewalks are privy to wanderers, waders, street performers, homeless hopefuls and lovers, young and old. They are far more traveled and wise than walls. Walls wait, observe, tower and block. Sidewalks lead the curious and the informed towards their destinations. Like a dog blissfully leading a blind man. There's nothing more honorable than that.If I were a sidewalk, I would know people. You can tell so much about a person by how they carry themselves, and even more based on the types of shoes they wear. In all honesty, I would indeed find myself lucky to be staring directly up summer's roamer skirts. You can tell a bit about a person that way too.Sidewalks are the wise, old men of public transport. They hear stories, witness midnight brawls, drug transactions, proposals and breakups. They consume the chewed gum of the cities, are bathed in the runoff of car washes and spilled coffees, and happily eat the spit of the tactless.They do all of this willfully, helplessly and continually. Sidewalks support the feet and the wheels of urban existence. And they will do so even after the cities retreat and are no longer capable of supporting humanity. After which they will remain; cracked and blessed. Blessed with the imbedded history of what once was. Only making way for the life slowly creeping out of it's holes. The grass, the trees, and the organisms that I call inevitability. One day, sidewalks will be archeology. Sidewalks will be souvenirs. -Brandon Boyd
_Donnie Darko
_Love Me If You Dare
_Garden State
_The United States of Leland
_The Notebook
_100 Girls
_Love Actually
_Mysterious Skin
_The Virgin Suicides
_Amelie
_Cruel Intentions
_Breathless
_let's just say TIVO is god-like
_Any and everything.
_Currently Reading:The Sound and the Fury