robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You

robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You
robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You

robertkazinsky:Whatever you do, however terrible, it all makes sense, doesn’t it, in your head? You never meet anybody who thinks they’re a bad person. —The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999) dir. Anthony Minghella -- source link


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