“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being ‘in love’ which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
-Captain Corelli’s Mandolin
(It’s a longin’, I know.)
I feel like I’m unstoppable.
Oh Spidey
YOU ONLY LOVE ME WHEN YOU’RE/WE’RE DRUNK.
Check out the eyes we’re making at each other…
WE CAN’T EVEN SIT TOO CLOSE IN REAL LIFE!
Marlon Brando and I have facial expressions in common. Score.
If only HE was my roommate.
THE TAGS. OH GOD THE TAGS. Also, could I come visit if he was?
Marlon Brando and I have facial expressions in common. Score.
I’ve been reading Habibi by Craig Thompson and it’s amazing. The art alone is fantastic, it’s incredible how many little details each panel has.
“You’re not stuck in traffic. You are traffic.”
BreeToronto, Canada
Theatre Student
Cautiously optimistic, pleasantly confused.
