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brianmatthew-photography:

Waking up in a tent is a beautiful experience

cinephiliacompulsiva:

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Excuse me, excuse me. I don’t mean to harass you, but I was very impressed with the capable and stylish manner in which you dealt with that situation. And I was thinking to myself, now this girl’s special.
Diane: Thanks.
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: What’s your name?
Diane: Diane.
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: And where are you going, Diane?
Diane: I’m going home.
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Well, where’s that?
Diane: It’s where I live.
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Great.
Diane: What?
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Well, I’ll come back with you if you like, but like, I’m not promising anything, you know.
Diane: Do you find that this approach usually works? Or let me guess, you’ve never tried it before. In fact, you don’t normally approach girls - am I right? The truth is that you’re a quiet sensitive type but, if I’m prepared to take a chance, I might just get to know the inner you: witty, adventurous, passionate, loving, loyal. Taxi! A little bit crazy, a little bit bad. But hey - don’t us girls just love that?
Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Eh?
Diane: Well, what’s wrong boy - cat got your tongue?

cinephiliacompulsiva:

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Excuse me, excuse me. I don’t mean to harass you, but I was very impressed with the capable and stylish manner in which you dealt with that situation. And I was thinking to myself, now this girl’s special.

Diane: Thanks.

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: What’s your name?

Diane: Diane.

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: And where are you going, Diane?

Diane: I’m going home.

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Well, where’s that?

Diane: It’s where I live.

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Great.

Diane: What?

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Well, I’ll come back with you if you like, but like, I’m not promising anything, you know.

Diane: Do you find that this approach usually works? Or let me guess, you’ve never tried it before. In fact, you don’t normally approach girls - am I right? The truth is that you’re a quiet sensitive type but, if I’m prepared to take a chance, I might just get to know the inner you: witty, adventurous, passionate, loving, loyal. Taxi! A little bit crazy, a little bit bad. But hey - don’t us girls just love that?

Mark “Rent-boy” Renton: Eh?

Diane: Well, what’s wrong boy - cat got your tongue?

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life… But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin’ else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?

Trainspotting (1996)

blackgirlwhiteboylove:

Our African Wedding

My wife and I just had our African wedding celebration with her side of the family. It was off the charts.

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