I saw so many movies with Michael Cera in them, they all began to run together, as if 2008 was just a long montage of his nervous virgin hands fluttering in the air like puppet birds and the affections of too-hot girls that he loved/hated/had impregnated passed him like a teenage ship in the mixtape night.

– I reviewed Nick and Nora’s Infinite Playlist for Rookie. (via tinyluckygenius)

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