From torched skyscrapers, men grew wings.

My name is Hershlay. I speak the third most Italian.
sophomore(s) choking the network from a laptop at Kirkland.

You need her, as she needs you.

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queentonkins:

You are my legacy, Spitter.

7 best episodes » greek [4x10] › legacy (honorable mention)

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lisbethed:

if a youtube video is over 2:00 it better be damn good or else i’m closing it after 30 seconds

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comfyinnautical:

They saw Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon [on their first date], a Chinese film with French subtitles. “I didn’t hang out with many English-speaking people, and I forgot Win wouldn’t understand.”

Regine translated for Win, whispering into his ear, a first act of intimacy.

“Then we went to a party and we met all your friends. I was wearing a cowboy hat, coming from Texas, and you thought it was so exotic,” Win says. “You wanted me to wear my cowboy hat everywhere.”

everyone just shut up and look at this perfect couple

“He just sort of can’t be bothered to return anything. I feel like he’s the boy who has whatever he wants, but like… I do spend money on these things…”

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lizdexia:

justinalepins:

DJ Earworm Mashup - United State of Pop 2011 (World Go Boom) 

This makes me happy.

"I was sentimental about many things: a woman’s shoes under the bed; one hairpin left behind on the dresser; the way they said, “I’m going to pee…”; hair ribbons; walking down the boulevard with them at 1:30 in the afternoon, just two people walking together; the long nights of drinking and smoking, talking; the arguments; thinking of suicide; eating together and feeling good; the jokes, the laughter out of nowhere; feeling miracles in the air; being in a parked car together; comparing past loves at 3 AM; being told you snore, hearing her snore; mothers, daughters, sons, cats, dogs; sometimes death and sometimes divorce, but always carrying on, always seeing it through; reading a newspaper alone in a sandwich joint and feeling nausea because she’s now married to a dentist with an I.Q. of 95; racetracks, parks, park picnics; even jails; her dull friends, your dull friends; your drinking, her dancing; your flirting; her pills, your fucking on the side, and her doing the same; sleeping together…

There were no judgments to be made, yet out of necessity one had to select. Beyond good and evil was all right in theory, but to go on living one had to select: some were kinder than others, some were simply more interested in you, and sometimes the outwardly beautiful and inwardly cold were necessary. The kinder ones fucked better, really, and after you were around them a while they seemed beautiful because they were." 

Charles Bukowski, Women (via girlsack)

nickelcobalt:

boy. by band of outsiders spring/summer 2009

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