making of a beautiful lie

idk man the thing that sucks about not being really pretty is that no matter what you tell yourself and what your friends might say, you sort of always know that you’re just not. and i’m not talking about being stubborn and fishing for compliments, it’s just knowing that you’re not conventionally attractive, that people on the street won’t double-take when you pass by them, that people won’t be flustered trying to talk to you. and i know looks aren’t everything but damn it sure feels like it when you aren’t absolutely gorgeous

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Closer (2004)

Director - Mike Nichols, Cinematography - Stephen Goldblatt

“It’s a lie. It’s a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it’s beautiful ‘cause that’s what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.” Alice

It’s a lie. It’s a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it’s beautiful ‘cause that’s what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.

Closer (2004) dir. Mike Nichols

Preference: “Can You Hold Me?”

Ashton: Hearing the front door open and close with a loud bang, you look up from the book you’re reading. Ashton sighs heavily as he shrugs off his coat and shoes, his eyes glancing up to meet yours. “Today was awful.” He mumbles, walking towards you. He kisses your cheek lightly and sits beside you. His hair is rumpled all about and his eyes are dull. They were full of life and excitement this morning. You put your book down and turn towards him. “Wanna talk about it?” You ask quietly. He stares at the wall across the room, silent. “Babe?” You murmur, putting your hand on his arm. Ashton looks over at you. “Can you… Can you hold me?” He asks, his voice cracking. “C’mere,” You say, pulling him towards you. He lies his head on your lap and you stroke his head lightly. “This would be better if you weren’t such a giant.” You joke, and Ashton cracks a small smile. “You’re doing great. I love you.” You smile softly. “I love you too.” He looks up at you. “Tell me about the book you’re reading.”

Calum: “You’re so drunk, oh my God.” You say, giggling at your best friend as he trips out of the club with Michael. “Sorry to drag you out here this late, but he kept asking for you. Make sure he gets home, yeah?” Michael asks. You nod, taking Calum’s arm. You start to walk down the street with him, almost falling twice because he trips. “You’re pretty.” Calum says, grinning up at you when he falls onto the sidewalk. You laugh, pulling him back up. “Come on, you need sleep.” You pull him into your house and place him on the couch. “Why didn’t ya come to the show?” Calum asks. “I had a date, Cal.” You say, heading to the kitchen. He stands up to follow but you put your hand up. “No, stay.” You laugh, grabbing aspirin and some water. You join him on the couch, handing him the water and aspirin. “Take this, you’ll need it.” Calum does as he’s told. “A date?” He repeats, his brows furrowing. You giggle, nodding. “I’ll take you on a date soon.” He mumbles. “Oh, really?” He nods. “But for now, can you hold me?” He asks innocently, yawning. You open your arms and he curls up into your side. You bite your lip as his soft snores fill the silence. A date with Calum wouldn’t be so bad, would it?

Luke: The airport is silent, the only noise being a hum from planes taking off outside. The white walls stare back at you as you cross your arms over your chest. “Princess, you can’t be mad at me.” He says, trying to take your hand in his. You stand up. “I can’t be mad? You’re leaving for nine months and you weren’t even going to tell me until after you left! I have a right to be mad at you.” You say, tears forming in your eyes. Luke stands up and wipes a stray tear away with his thumb. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to see you cry.” He murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. You meet his eyes, which are watching Ashton. “Don’t be mad at Ash, I made him tell me.” You say, taking Luke’s face in your hands and forcing him to focus on you. “Can you hold me?” You ask, biting your lip. He sits down in an airport chair and pulls you down onto his lap. You bury your face in his neck and breathe in his scent, trying to memorize it until his flight is called.

Michael: “Kitten? Where are you?” Michael asks, his voice ringing out through your apartment. “In hell.” You croak, burying your head in the pillow on the living room couch. Michael chuckles, sitting down next to your waist. You lift your head and groan. “I told you not to come over. I don’t want you getting sick.” You mumble. Michael moves some hair away from your face. “You let Luke bring you soup.” He states. “Because I don’t care if he gets sick! Get out.” You say, trying to push him off of the couch. “Hey, stop. I’m fine. I want to be here.” Michael takes your hands in his to stop you from pushing him. “You’re a stubborn asshole.” You snap, sitting up. He smiles, kissing your cheek “Love you too.” You frown at him, which makes him laugh. “Smile, you’re beautiful.” He murmurs. You roll your eyes and lie back down. “Can you just hold me?” You ask, rubbing your eyes. He lies down beside you and wraps his arms around you, kissing the top of your head. “Get some sleep, I’m not going anywhere.”

It’s a lie. It’s a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it’s beautiful ‘cause that’s what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.”

Closer (2004) dir. Mike Nichols

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i met the girl under full-bloomed cherry blossoms.
and my fate has begun to change.

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It’s difficult to have a perfect skin (especially on summer!) and mine is full of imperfections (freckles and dark spots) because of the Sun.
Never trust make-up, it’s a (beautiful) lie 😎
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“It’s a lie. It’s a bunch of sad strangers photographed beautifully, and… all the glittering assholes who appreciate art say it’s beautiful ‘cause that’s what they wanna see. But the people in the photos are sad, and alone… But the pictures make the world seem beautiful, so… the exhibition is reassuring which makes it a lie, and everyone loves a big fat lie.”

Closer (2004) dir. Mike Nichols

Bioshock Sentence Starters

“I am *insert name here*, and I’m here to ask you a question.”

“Now, I haven’t seen a sign of real life down here in months.”

“I want to make them beautiful, but they always turn out WRONG!”

“What is the greatest lie every created?”

“This little fish looks like he just had his cherry popped!”

“You saved me.”

“Ohhhh, I can smell the malt vinegar in this one.”

“So tell me, friend, which one of the bitches sent you?”

“They offered you the city… and you refused it.”

“I’ve never killed a man, let alone a mate.”

“Hey, I’ve got a family to feed.”

“In the end what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No, a man chooses, and a slave obeys!”

“Hurry now. My muse is a fickle bitch with a very short attention span.” 

“Even in a book of lies sometimes you find truth.”

“You have saved many of my little ones. I owe you a debt.”

"I wanna see the sunshine… Show me the sunshine!”

“With genetic modifications, beauty is no longer a goal, or even a virtue; It is a moral obligation.”

“This one? Too fat!! This one? Too tall!!! THIS ONE? TOO SYMMETRICAL!!!”

“There’s two ways to deal with mystery: Uncover it, or eliminate it.”

“I don’t like you!”

I” just told your brain to tell your heart to stop beating. Not right off the bat, mind you. The heart’s a stubborn muscle. But, not that stubborn.”

“To question is to surrender. I will not question.“

“I cannot raise my hand against you. But know this, you are my greatest disappointment.”

“We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us.”

“Stay away from her, or it is you who will be shot next!”

“I’m sorry for that outburst. You’ll have to forgive an old fool his artistic temperament.”

“Would you kindly?”

"I hear the flapping of wings… There must be another angel.”

“What’s this? An intruder! He’s ugly! Ugly, ugly, UGLYYYY!”

“If I have to kill one, to save the other… So be it.”

“They told me, ‘Son, you’re special. You were born to do great things.’ You know what? They were right.”