whenever I vote in a poll and choose the most popular option I am a champion and when I pick the least popular option I am part of the revolutionary underdog class fighting against the posers
"Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything."
- Haruki Murakami. South of the Border, West of the Sun
i don’t understand why this feels like the most intimate scene to me in this movie. Maybe it’s the way the shirt hangs off his shoulders and exposes his skin and collarbones . Or the way her hands delicately trace his shirt , softly touching his skin to find whats poking him . Perhaps the sound of the clicking of the lighter and the subtle crackling of the flame as it burns as well as the breath she blows to make it go out , that probably felt cool against his skin and gave him goosebumps. Or maybe it’s the subtle winces , the soft pulling away and the tiny exhales of breath
i love how delusional some articles of clothing are, like you read the tag and its like “hand wash only/tumble dry on low” son you are a cotton tshirt. youre going in the warsh and whatever happens in there is in gods hands
i love the way taylor is constantly like oh god how could you love me? i'm a fucking mess. then again, of course you love me, i'm the best. but seriously, please stay with me forever. not that i need to say that, i know you love me, you couldn't stay away from me if you tried. i do wish i could brainwash you into staying by my side though. god you're so OBSESSED WITH ME!!!