the swiftie urge to say ‘and that made me WANT TO DIE’ after literally every minor inconvenience ever. it’s a lifestyle now.
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the film students
shushing your friends in the theater before the movie begins
analyzing the use of lighting and camera angles to portray emotion
the bustle of a set during filming
wanting to create media that people can relate to
working closely of actors and screenwriters
feeling at home surrounded by cameras and microphones
the release of breath after the movie ends and the credits slowly start to roll
knowing all the words to cult classics
the smell of freshly popped popcorn
learning the history of cinema, from silent films to modern CGI
enjoying both well-known classic films and the silly movies you adored as a kid
imagining how you would retell a story if you were the director
eagerly awaiting the release of a new movie
walking through busy hollywood streets
supposedly “bad” movies that you love anyway
debating the presence of subtext
envisioning scenes in your mind of the stories you want to tell
movie scores playing through your headphones
developing new interpretations of films that have been analyzed a thousand times
studying the cultural context of famous movies
picking apart a script and the ways it could be brought alive on screen
holding a movie marathon with your best friends
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I love him so fucking much, it hurts. But i know he doesn't love me back.
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Going to college made me realise, not everything is like a hollywood teen movie :(
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Can someone dance with me on a starry night, under the brightly lit moon, away from the hustle and bustle of the city?
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Finally started a skin care routine and it genuinely feels so good to look after yourself! X
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I never thought college would be this hard, considering the fact that there are no cute guys in my class :(
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Can someone break my heart pls? I gotta relate to sad songs....
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To all the lil kids that we wave by on traffic signals, in grocery stores, from the windows of our house on a rainy day as the skate by, Do you all ever want to see them as they grow old?
Isn't it strange how we smile at someone who we are never going to meet again, and isn't it strange to never see them grow old, or isn't it even more strange that they might never remember you while you remember them?
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Legit despise the ideology of saying, "boys don't cry" LIKE BRUH? WTF.
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Knockin on heaven's door by Guns and Roses is such a banger with raw emotions- *slams head on the wall*
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