I have Borderline Personality Disorder. I have an addiction to Methamphetamine but I am sober. I have no sense of who I am or what my personality is. I am obsessive and intense. Most of all, I am a fucking awesome human being. My name's Melissa-Kristine and here is but a little piece of my obsessive mind. Benedict Cumberbatch, Michael Fassbender, and Cillian Murphy are my delightful poison.

Update on my Harry Potter tattoo

This still makes me laugh.

Sam is an excellent fellow, and would jump down a dragon’s throat to save you, if he did not trip over his own feet.

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entertainingtheidea:

"Gyllenhaal is a revelation once again, and the control of his instrument is a wonderful thing to witness. The character is unhinged, but precisely pitched. Unblinking and haunted, one imagines a rich back story for this character. While it’s never explicitly stated, much is suggested by Gyllenhaal’s fractured, on-the-edge performance and the environment around him; a lifetime of loneliness and isolation from an indifferent world that’s about to crack and manifest itself in all kinds of ugly fissures. The harsh fluorescent brilliance of “Nightcrawler” is just how in tune Gyllenhaal, Gilroy and the movie are. Bloom and the movie slowly uncoil in tandem lock and step to unveil much more than an unsocialized loner who’s listened to too many of Tony Robbins’ motivational speeches. But Gyllenhaal isn’t scene-chewing, and the humanity glimpsed early on is perhaps what makes his sinister transformation so creepy." [x]

Nightcrawler | Dan Gilroy, 2014