From the sky, the train tracks look like stitches.
Like they’re holding the world togetherBe yourself.
needs a revolution
City streets breathe teen heat;
"Did you date a lot in high school? Were you always chasing girls? Couldn't you find some young valentine, to steal your heart for good? Were you content, or contemptible? Are your memories pleasant? Or is it a string of endless flings of bitter resentment? Seems that what you want and what you need doesn't mean a thing. We're just here for the taking.When you said you'd hurt me, did you think you hurt me? Are you really that cocky? Oh, what a heartbreaker! Well, I've got my armor, yeah, I've been through some battles before. And I met your old girlfriend, she said, “Baby, don't bother.†She told me you told her you'd hurt her. Funny, how familiar. So how much of this relationship was rehearsed?"
Perks.
6 Names Of Beauty
TimeTraveller'sWife.
Hit it and quit itthe storm is coming, but i dont mind. People are dying, i close my blinds
"I'm on the plane out here,
and I open my computer and I start reading these
emails that I sent her, like 30 or more maybe, over
the course of our relationship. And not just short
messages, I'm talking about long, involved love
letters. Like, desperately trying to be romantic and
poetic, whatever and embarassing as it is, it's also
like, kind of the best stuff I've ever written.
Because it's got this naive idealism thing going on
where ours is going to be one of the greatest love
stories ever told, and I'm writing it. So I'm sitting
there and I'm reading these emails and there's some
turbulance, and I start to have this massive panic
attack, like nothing I've ever had, and I think it's
happening because I can never imagine feeling that way
about anybody else, ever again"