- me during the whole episode: *yells 'what the fuck'*
- me at the end of the episode: *whispers 'what the fuck'*
THE SOUND OF HER NAME MAKES THE LITTLE KIDS CRY.
i sang this to victoria in freshmen geometry, who would’ve known it was the very beginnings of hanging out forever
my heart is gone.
He pulls my heart strings so hard.
when he held her hand omg
when he tries to hit the high notes.
It is illegal for women to go topless in most cities, yet you can buy a magazine of a woman without her top on at any 7-11 store. So, you can sell breasts, but you cannot wear breasts, in America.Violet Rose
oh my fucking god
she’s better than beyonce
can you chase this fire away?
I beg young people to travel. If you don’t have a passport, get one. Take a summer, get a backpack and go to Delhi, go to Saigon, go to Bangkok, go to Kenya. Have your mind blown, eat interesting food, dig some interesting people, have an adventure, be careful. Come back and you’re going to see your country differently, you’re going to see your president differently, no matter who it is. Music, culture, food, water. Your showers will become shorter. You’re going to get a sense of what globalization looks like. It’s not what Tom Friedman writes about, I’m sorry. You’re going to see that global climate change is very real. And that for some people, their day consists of walking twelve miles for four buckets of water. And so there are lessons that you can’t get out of a book that are waiting for you at the other end of that flight. A lot of people — Americans and Europeans — come back and go, “Ohhhh.” And the lightbulb goes on.Henry Rollins
I would kill to be in love again. I loved being in love- the deep kisses, the urgent sex, the passionate declarations, the late-night phone calls, the private language and inside jokes.This Is Where I Leave You By Jonathan Tropper
“…but I’m dying to fall in love, and if you let me, I’ll fall in love with you, and cherish you, and listen to your dreams and your hurts, and I’ll be faithful and funny, and I’ll never forget your birthday or make out with your girlfriend and blame it on too many shots, or come home from guys’ night out drunk and smelling of strippers. That’s what I want to tell her, but instead I say, “Can I have an envelope for that?” and if you want to know where all the good guys are, we’re standing right in front of you, lacking the balls to actually make ourselves heard”
“You have to look at what you have right in front of you, at what it could be, and stop measuring it against what you’ve lost.”
And when this comes out in theaters you can bet I’ll be the one crying half way to the top, middle seat.