lickypickystickyme:

I’m willing to watch that horrible movie just over this sappy feelgood stuff.

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You sweet, sweet man.

There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams—not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

kordova:

suddenly overhearing people talking about a thing you like

seventhsons:

where the fuck is she i am like balls deep in aliens right now

I have decided this is a good thing. People this dumb should not procreate.