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my biggest fear is that we were meant to be. what if we were wrong and we missed out on all the ways we were supposed to love each other? what if timing and space was just an excuse that we used to separate two hearts that beat simultaneously? maybe we are going to live the rest of our lives watching the wrong story unfold whitney hanson
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“And no, Jensen, not in key.”
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Imagine if you had a neighbour who keeps performing songs from Phantom of the Opera in his apartment every night, by himself but accompanied by a parrot, which he has taught to sing Christine's part. Admittedly it's kind of obnoxious but you are far too baffled to even be properly annoyed. And also you don't want to confront someone with that kind of power and determination. So every once in a while you just hear this guy dramatically bellow
"SING FOR ME!"
[ASTONISHINGLY HIGH-PITCHED PARROT SHRIEK]
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May you never again get attached to anyone who isn’t for you. May you find a love who makes you laugh, never lets the flirting phase end, and gives you unquestionable loyalty. You deserve a love that calms your heart, mind, and nervous system — a love that never hurts you.
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Don't fence me in sweetheart; because I'm only going to break your heart.
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I'm rereading OUABH for the one hundredth time because I'm desperate and I came across this:
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Please let it come true 😭😭😭
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The only time when all the batkids will work together in perfect harmony is to prank Bruce.
And for the best prank all they needed was a few label makers.
Labels are put on everything.
On every mug, on every plate, on every bandaid package.
The chocolate bars are labeled "BatSnack".
The fruits become "Batana", "Batricot" and "Batermelon".
Every button on the microwave, every key on the keyboard, it all gets a label.
"Batstop button", "Batstart button", "Bat-A-key", Bat-Enter-key".
Bruce's desk isn't simply the "Batdesk". It is the "Batwood construction surface".
There is a label beneath the desk too.
Originally named "underside of Batwood construction surface".
It takes days, weeks, months to remove all the labels.
Until one day, when Bruce makes a few new installations in the cave.
Surely some higher being is laughing at him right now, Bruce thinks, as he pulls of the last one.
"Batceiling"
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peak damian and batfamily interaction is him using overly formal vocabulary and syntax AT ALL. TIMES. he will never not be proper. even a few years into living at the manor and with all the colorful dialogue styles there, he still talks like he’s 53 and some sort of medieval noble. this is especially funnier whenever he has any sort of normal familial interaction. like:
damian: todd i have come to make a request of you.
jason: what?
damian: i was hoping you’d acquiesce to my demands of having you read me your favorite book while i prepare for slumber.(liked he used to when damian was a baby)
jason: you want me. to read you a bedtime story??
damian: tt. of course not. you reading the book and me preparing for bed are entirely coincidental. i just desire to hear your interpretation of the authors message and the voices you use when narrating.
jason: ….sure, kiddo. go brush your teeth and i’ll be there.
damian: thank you. i shall see you in my chambers.
bonus points for entirely monotone delivery like see this shit just makes me go off it’s so funny
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“Some people have been hurt in their past. So don’t just tell them you love them, show them why they should believe.”
— Charles Orlando
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Pick up lines in a bar
C “But they could be your soulmate?”
B “Yes that line is always a charmer.”
A “There is no such thing as a soulmate. It comes from Greek mythology that Zeus was angry at humans because they were becoming too powerful so he split them up into two beings that had one head, two legs and two arms and scattered them across the world. Hoping they would be too busy looking for each other to ever come after him to over throw him. Which is a nice sentiment as it is. But I’m rather fond of no soulmates. To find someone; faults and all and choosing them. To forsake all others for all of my days and no matter what comes to love and choose them forever. And not just having to love someone because it’s meant to be but a hard, real and a choice. Isn’t that more romantic? Why don’t you try that one?”
C “I think that just worked?”
B “That’s a line coming from the aromantic of the group. I might try that one out.”
A “Have fun.”
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Person A: “I can't believe you manipulated me and just used me! You turned me into a monster; just like you.
Person B: “I never said I didn't love you. I'm sorry, I don't want to be alone anymore.”
Person A: “I know; which just makes it worse. Now we are both immortal and everyone is dead.”
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B just had just woken up and walked into the the kitchen where A, C, D are going straight for coffee.
A: Oh, you look like death.
B looks at them annoyed and takes a sip of their coffee after dumping three spoon full of sugar in it.
B: Thank you; and I don't worry my pale horse got delayed in U.P.S shipping. So you still have time to get your affiair's in order; For now at least.
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Wednesday, January 24.
Expect Pie.
The Big 4-5. Forty-five years young. Born on this very day in 1979, and ticking over quite nicely an ample 45 years later. Whatever you do today, and however you spend it, we trust it will be full of fuzzy cowboy hats, burgers and cakes and Led Zeppelin songs, a rejuvenating day at the spa, and maybe even a homemade card. Perhaps a day off from death. 'Tis the very least you deserve. 
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Clark: “I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many marriage proposals in one place before. I can’t even imagine how long it’s going to take to write a proper reply to every-! Wait! Wh-What the hell are you doing?!”
Bruce: “Burning them.”
Clark: “You didn’t even open them all yet! How are you meant to answer them now?!”
Bruce: “This is my answer.”
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Bucky: “Where do I know them from...”
Natasha: “Hm?”
Bucky: “That person over there by the roses... I swear I know them from somewhere.”
Natasha: “...Get back in the car.”
Bucky: “...What?”
Natasha: “Hurry up and get back in the car! We need to leave Now.”
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