…oh, I still love you.
Only slightly, only slightly less than I used to, my love.
Charlie Kaufman: There was this time in high school. I was watching you out the library window. You were talking to Sarah Marsh.
Donald Kaufman: Oh, God. I was so in love with her.
Charlie Kaufman: I know. And you were flirting with her. And she was really sweet to you.
Donald Kaufman: I remember that.
Charlie Kaufman: Then, when you walked away, she started making fun of you with Kim Canetti. It was like they were making fun of me. You didn’t know at all. You seemed so happy.
Donald Kaufman: I knew. I heard them.
Charlie Kaufman: How come you looked so happy?
Donald Kaufman: I loved Sarah, Charles. It was mine, that love. I owned it. Even Sarah didn’t have the right to take it away. I can love whoever I want.
Charlie Kaufman: She thought you were pathetic.
Donald Kaufman: That was her business, not mine. You are what you love, not what loves you. That’s what I decided a long time ago.
Donald Kaufman: Whats up?
Charlie Kaufman: Thank you.
Donald Kaufman: For what?
Você vai ter que morrer para eu parar de sorrirFelipe S, “Singular”
A melhor música desse ano é a melhor música de 20 anos atrás.
Essa música tem uma das melhores citaçãoes de bêbado de todos os tempos:
“Oh, so I drank one
It became four
And when I fell on the floor …
…I drank more!”
Para não dar azar, amanhã eu acordo ouvindo Beach Boys no último volume.
No Rio, às vezes, é assim: quem pode, aumenta o ar condicionado não para aliviar o calor, mas para evitar o barulho do tiroteio.