How did you know? I watched it yesterday and I loved every minute of it I WANT A RELATIONSHIP JUST LIKE THE ONE IN THE FILM—not the guns and drugs and death and violence—just that total commitment and all-consuming passion and loyalty.
I think that amidst the violence and brutality of the film, there is so much tenderness and love. It’s really a beautiful romance film, which surprised me because you expect it to be bloody and action-packed, and it is, but it has an unbelievably sweet love story at the center of it. I love the first lines spoken by Alabama, especially the “That’s the way romance goes, but every once in a while, it goes the other way too…”
Oh and Alabama’s wardrobe is the perfect blend of pastels and trashy Americana; bubble gum sweet and steamingly sexy all in one. I love the scene where Alabama changes into a cow print high-waisted mini, with almost-matching turquoise bra, belt and cowboy boots, and a polka-dot peasant blouse that stays on for all of about 30 seconds before they are overcome with lust in a phone booth, revealing that her knickers match too. PERFECT.
Just perfect, really. Thank you for the suggestion, sweet Anon <3
You’re the sweetest. You’re one of the few people on tumblr that actually take the time to send me messages and when you do, it really does brighten my day.
(And I promise I’ll try to post more often.) ♡
I’m awkward, too. Painfully so.
I’m so awkward I even have difficulty going to a shop and buying stuff I need because I feel awkward when people look at me and I feel awkward when I take too long choosing—which by the way happens a lot because I’m very picky—and once it happens it makes me really self-conscious and I feel it will bring everyone’s attention on me and I feel awkward making eye contact with the cashier and I just—I’m very awkward, you know? I’m dating a guy and I’m awkward around him, too. I like him a lot—in fact, I probably like him more than he likes me but I can’t even look into his eyes for more than five seconds because I feel awkward. And I feel awkward when he wants to hold my hand or when he puts his arm around my waist. Nice guy, you know? But I’m awkward as hell and he either thinks I’m an idiot or that I can’t stand him. I like spending time with him and such but most of the time when we’re together I’m either giggling like a little child or avoiding eye contact and god bless his soul why the fuck is he still wasting his time with me?!
I’m sorry, I didn’t really mean to ramble on—all I’m saying is I’m probably more awkward or creepy or fucked up than you are and most of the time I don’t know what to say either but I appreciate people talking to me more than you can ever imagine. You guys have no idea how happy it makes me when you send me nice messages or messages that let me know that you care or messages that basically prove that you know I exist. It just makes me so fucking happy. Seriously.