THIS WAS MY FAVORITE PART OF THE WHOLE MOVIE
We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own.
|—||my roommate, on the question “are we adults” (via disjunct)|
You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly.
You could tell he was in love by the way he looked at her. Other girls were faint stars; she was his sun.