Black Swan (2010)

"Perfection is not just about control. It's also about letting go. Surprise yourself so you can surprise the audience. Transcendence! Very few have it in them."

Red and passionate like you always were

Purple on the surface 

Green in what I'll never know

Orange in the way you used to laugh

Pink in the softness of your touch

Yellow and I'm happy

Blue and I'm sad again

Brown in the way I lost you

Gray and you start to fade away

Black then I forgot your face

White and I can't remember you anymore

make you feel something

Spring Breakers (2012)

"Hi grandma. Having so much fun here. This place... is special. I am starting to think this is the most spiritful place I've ever been. I think we found ourselves here. We finally got to see some other parts of the world. We saw some beautiful things here. God, I can't believe how many new friends we made. Friends from all over the place. I mean everyone was so sweet here. So warm and friendly. We' It's way more than just having a good time. God, it's so nice to get a break from my auntie for a little while. We'll always remember this trip. I wanna go back again next year with you. Something so amazing, magical. Something so beautiful. Feels as if the world is perfect. Like it's never gonna end."

I've been wanting this pair of shoes for a while now.

They're 1½ inch thick black platforms.

I imagine wearing them and being just a little bit taller than you.

We were in Lake Tahoe over the summer. Grandma needed to finish The Bachelorette, even if we were on vacation. Josh proposed to Andi and Grandpa called him a fag.

I've met my grandpa dozens of times and I love him even more each time.

"Because I never saw my mother again, she remains in absence to me. An empty space. An invisible, half remembered ghost. So even now I catch myself thinking that I'm gonna run into her some day. Like I'll be at a stop light, and look over at the car next to me and there she'll be, scowling at me with disapproval. Or I'll spot her across some crowded street, or train station, and we'll run toward each other like one of those cheesy TV movies. She'll hug me like a long, lost lover, then take my face in her long, graceful hands, look me in the eyes and say... 'I'm here, Kat. I'm here.'"

edge of the cliff,
i'm looking down.
my legs are stiff,
i know i'll drown.

it starts to rain,
flashes of lightning.
my body aches,
fists are tightening.

the end is near,
i feel so small.
no room for fear,
i step and fall.

i close my eyes,
sounds of thunder.
say my goodbyes,
the bricks pull me under.

The Social Network (2010)

"We lived on farms, then we lived in cities, and now we're going to live on the internet."

You told me you wanted to join the army. You decided two days ago when you "felt bored" and your younger sister applying to college made you realize you're behind in school. I said wow, that's a huge decision and wished you the best of luck.

I asked what compelled you. You said it was a great opportunity and since you're fed up with your parents and in debt, a change could be good.

You asked me what I thought. I told you lies about how that actually might be a good idea.

I did wonder what you'd do with all of your passions and your love for the city. Virginia is not the same as California and things might be a little harder for you. 

But what I didn't tell you was that some selfish part of me actually wants you to stay because we barely got to know each other. You were right, I did play games and I wasn't serious. I just thought we had more time.

Things are different now, nothing's serious and everything surface. All you do is joke around and it's sometimes funny, but mostly sad and all you do is laugh, but I know you really want to cry.

And it's okay. Just know, there's no crying in the army.

I've blown you off twice now.
I really don't know why.
It seems like this is easy for you.
Just know, it's actually very hard for me.
But here's something I haven't told you,
I can't stop thinking about you.
I've blown you off twice now,
but I don't think I'll let it get to three.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)

"I don't know if I will have the time to write any more letters because I might be too busy trying to participate. So if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school, and you helped me. Even if you didn't know what I was talking about or know someone who's gone through it, you made me not feel alone. Because I know there are people who say all these things don't happen. And there are people who forget what it's like to be 16 when they turn 17. I know these will all be stories someday. And our pictures will become old photographs. We'll all become somebody's mom or dad. But right now these moments are not stories. This is happening. I am here and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you're not a sad story. You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you're listening to that song and that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear, we are infinite."

When I'm with her, I lose track of time.

It's almost as if every moment of her life, she's having fun.
​I wish I was like that. I wish I was more like her.

She cares about so many things. She's passionate.
But she spreads herself thin.
Sometimes I notice she's not always there with me.

She helps me though.

Her playfulness distracts me.
She takes me to places I would never think of going.

She likes me, I think.
But she probably likes the idea of me liking her even more.

She'd love that I'm writing about her.

When I take her picture, she smiles.
The thing with her is, when she smiles, I really think she means it.

She's very careful. She comes in and out of my life without leaving a trace.
But sometimes she's messy and she leaves something with me.
​It's either a giggle or a grin or just the essence of a girl who always has fun.

I'm lying on my bed.
I can't see the rain,
but I can hear it.
It's cold,
but I don't feel it.
​I'm thinking of you.

The Virgin Suicides (1999)

"What we have here is a dreamer. Someone completely out of touch with reality."