Me: Do you know why I am single? Her: Because you’re mean? Me: No. Because Bruce Wayne doesn’t exist. Her: Oh right because you’re a freak.
Dad: Are you green? (referring to his beating me over a stupid game old ppl invented back when they were not old.) Me: No..wait yes. I’m so green I’m a salad. Because I’ll always be younger than you. Dad: You mean slower.
Remember when you wanted to wear something but...
Turns out you just needed delicate shoes.
The Crab met an interesting girl
Me: Is she hot? Or interesting. Him: She smells like coconut. Me: Really? I ask you if she’s hot and you say she smells like coconut? Him: I’ve never smelt a girl who smells like coconut before. That’s interesting.
A thousand dead suns burning
And the worst part is waking up alone in a dark room where moments ago you had been before reality set in and the moments turn to years. ‘I don’t believe in love, ’ you said, doodling love hearts on the wall behind the schoolyard, ‘it’s just something your parents tell you to justify hitting you.’ And the kids, in their blue and white uniform, their hats and their singsong way of speaking,...
RT @amandapalmer: relationship that accepts career. even then,it blows RT @clairekaroly from one singer to another: which comes first? c …
If you ask, I would be the night sky. I only ask that you be my ocean.
Hans Christian Andersen's The Little Mermaid
The little mermaid drew back the crimson curtain of the tent, and beheld the fair bride with her head resting on the prince’s breast. She bent down and kissed his fair brow, then looked at the sky on which the rosy dawn grew brighter and brighter; then she glanced at the sharp knife, and again fixed her eyes on the prince, who whispered the name of his bride in his dreams. She was in his...
We have moments when people are not enough, when conversations go around in circles, when life stops and starts, when things are strange to the touch and moments feel faded around the edges almost as if the celluloid had been left out in the damp basement for too long, when someone asks if you’re okay and you answer with ‘tea please’.
A thousand suns setting
“Men have forgotten this truth,” said the fox. “But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose…” She writes stories. They have no endings because she has none to give. In a distant time, perhaps a month before last, she was just like a thousand other foxes, but you came along and every day you...
But I think I may love him because he builds love songs and fairytales out of metaphors and parodies.
RT @paulocoelho: Sometimes it’s what you don’t say that counts
A confident secularist society would tolerate... →
Butch: You think guys would find that attractive? Fabienne: I don’t give...– Pulp Fiction (1994)
That awkward moment when someone you dislike looks horrible and you’re torn between gloating and feeling terrible for them.