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l couldn’t stop thinkin’ about gettin’ high. lt was time to get help. Half Baked (1998)

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Batman Returns (1992)

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My Newest Tune:

We agreed when we met

That we wouldnt we forget

Oh we-we werent always worthless

We sit on her shelf

While she fucks someone else

Oh God we didnt deserve this

In life there comes a time

When we must self identify

and simply push through-you have to push through

Then along the way

You find the one you think will stay

But they leave you-oh they leave you

I recall you showed me

She didn’t love me

Our misery will end when shes dead

After the honeymoon is over

You start looking over your shoulder

To see that shes there-is she there?

When depression hits

She decides she cant take it

Two women in this world

Holding hands and kissing lips of poison

(lips of poison)

She found a better girl

The one that changed her world

You can’t believe that you were wrong...

{I hope you guys enjoy this. Feedback is very welcome, and you won’t hurt my feelings}

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theres no way to make this easy. i know we’ve been through some good and troubled times. theres never been a right time…to say goodbye. but if i stay, she’ll only see right through me. and that look of shame inside my eyes… so i’d rather turn away, because the things i’ll say will break her heart, and make her cry. theres never been a right time to say goodbye… and i know lies would only hurt her, and i could never deceive her that way. but either way, she’ll end up crying. i’d rather walk away and let her love again. but anyway OUR LOVES DYING. theres never been a right time to say goodbye. i’d rather turn away, than see her hurt today. either way she’ll end up crying. theres no denying…theres never been a right time…to say goodbye…

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theres no way to make this easy. i know we've been through some good and troubled times. theres never been a right time...to say goodbye. but if i stay, she'll only see right through me. and that look of shame inside my eyes... so i'd rather turn away, because the things i'll say will break her heart, and make her cry. theres never been a right time to say goodbye... and i know lies would only hurt her, and i could never deceive her that way. but either way, she'll end up crying. i'd rather walk away and let her love again. but anyway OUR LOVES DYING. theres never been a right time to say goodbye. i'd rather turn away, than see her hurt today. either way she'll end up crying. theres no denying...theres never been a right time...to say goodbye...

6.5.19

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Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art…. It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.

C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via books-n-quotes)

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It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.

Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince (via books-n-quotes)

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Human beings can withstand a week without water, two weeks without food, many years of homelessness, but not loneliness. It is the worst of all tortures, the worst of all sufferings.

Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via books-n-quotes)

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No one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.

Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via books-n-quotes)

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Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes power.

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Me in my cinema seat when when Loki died in the first scene of Infinity War and I knew I probably wouldn’t survive the next 2 and a half hours:

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Genoa - Italy (by Ralf Steinberger) 

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“No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don’t.”

— Stephen King, The Stand