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(originally christinahendricks / via -jonsnow)
(originally hard-y / via softshinythings)
(originally freddiequell / via jolieing)
(originally freddiequell / via freddiequell)
(originally darmodys-deactivated20130407 / via theenigmaticlife)
(originally 42waysdown / via 42waysdown)
(originally hicoxs-deactivated20110619-deac / via theonsghost)
STELLA: Drink?
ONE TWO: Dance?
STELLA: You’re a dancer?
ONE TWO: Am I a dancer? Shall we set the record straight?
(originally bergmans-deactivated20110604 / via theonsghost)
See, I don’t want the strippers, One-Two. I want you.
(originally whereismyoscar / via theonsghost)
Was it a slow dance?
(originally whereismyoscar / via whereismyoscar)
RocknRolla (2008)
(originally randomscreencaps / via randomscreencaps)
(originally warningdontreadthis / via warningdontreadthis)
All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls. You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur - the gold packet of king size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, Pete, is a lie. Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it’s a statement that these neat little soldiers of death and in fact trying to kill you and that, Pete, is the truth. Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and i’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren. That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet. That is why you and i love the drugs and that is also why I cannot give that painting back. now please, pass me a light. - RocknRolla (2008)
(originally fuckyeahrocknrolla / via stannisbaratheon)
