I went out into the forest
and caught
a hundred thousand fireflies
as they ricochet
round my room
they remind me
of your starry eyes

Will. 33. Eastbourne, UK. Nightcrawler.

<3 = Belle & Sebastian, The Magnetic Fields, The Adventures of Pete and Pete, Calvin and Hobbes, cooking, lava lamps, hoodies, lying on the grass staring at the sky in the summer, David Wain movies, drinking pimms, barbeques, Greylock, September sunsets, lists, being the only one to laugh at my jokes, singing whilst driving etc.
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"Please," she says. "Tell me what you’re thinking."
It’s an absurd request. Our minds, unedited by guilt or shame, are selfish and unkind, and the majority of our thoughts, at any given time, are not for public consumption, because they would either be hurtful or else just make us look like the selfish and unkind bastards we are. We don’t share our thoughts, we share carefully sanitized, watered-down versions of them, Hollywood adaptions of these thoughts dumbed down for the PG-13 crowd. By "This Is Where I Leave You" by Jonathan Tropper