ANNA SAWAI 82nd Annual Golden Globes (January 05, 2025)
“Are we just friends if it’s your breath on my neck late at night or if it’s our laced fingers beneath your covers? How tightly do we need to be pressed against each other before you admit that you aren’t doing this for warmth? How many times does your thumb need to brush my lips before we realize that we’ve gone too far?”
— tara love / this. this is too far.
There’s something you should know about me, Max. I’m very, very choosy… I’m also very, very suspicious; very, very irrational, and I have a very, very short temper. I’m also extremely jealous and slow to forgive. Just so you know.
A GOOD YEAR (2006)
You’re an immortal, but every 100 years you forget everything that’s ever happened to you. You keep your past skills, but you forget you even had them.
Because of this, you’ve written countless journals, trying to detail parts of your past. This way, whenever your memory resets, at least a portion of your identity and life doesn’t get lost.
As you wake up to a new century, your old memories are whipped. After feeling completely disoriented for a while, you start to read your journals and piecing things together. Then, as you study your most recent journal, you come across several pages detailing a rather intriguing topic…
“Shall we dance?”
Midnight at the Pera Palace, 1.06