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“But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would...”
– Haruki Murakami (via anditslove)
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To do
Perfect script Casting Locations Sound track recording Tonal photo shoots Flesh readings Production Design
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INT. ANTHONY’S BEDROOM- MORNING In puffy white linens, Isla sleeps with her head on a chest, and her arms around a body. Her black hair is obscuring her face. Her feet are under the crinkled sheet. Her naked body appears modest in her position, covered by limbs. Anthony is playing with her hair. She stirs. She puts her messy hair behind her ear, and opens her eyes to his face.
Apr 6th
She pulls him closer and embraces him. She places his arms tightly around her. They are so close, and both breath heavily; ambivalent breaths of comfort, repulsion, rejection, and uncertainty.
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March 2010
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Listen oOoOO - No Shore
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