And like a moron, like a wasted disaster of a man, I open my hand and see that my palm is still filled with this obscene mound of gold, this message from the dead. And I bring it to my lips and I kiss it and I say "I fucking love you."
Why did I come, oh why did I come here? These humans all suck, I'd rather be home feeling violent and lonely. I'm not trying to sound so insincere, but the postcard that's taped to the freezer reads: "Wish you were here." How I wish I could disappear.
- Together We'll Ring in the New Year, Motion City Soundtrack
You worry about me loving you less but my affection is kind of like yeast, actually - not the infection, shut the fuck up - it keeps rising and expanding and if it ever stops, which I doubt, you'll at least get some banana bread out of it, yeah?
Arthur’s eyes flickered, face drawn, and Merlin wondered if they were ever going to stop coming to blows, if it would ever stop hurting so fucking badly. His hands were clammy, couldn’t seem to work the rake properly, and Merlin needed to not be in front of Arthur right now, needed someplace dark and quiet and not here to keep himself together.
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- Dry, Augusten Burroughs
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These humans all suck, I'd rather be home feeling violent and lonely.
I'm not trying to sound so insincere, but the postcard that's taped to the freezer reads: "Wish you were here."
How I wish I could disappear.
- Together We'll Ring in the New Year, Motion City Soundtrack
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- b_b_banana
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-Off the Deep End, b_b_banana
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