Jack Dawson… Penniless artist who wins a ticket onto Titanic in 1912, attends a first class dinner, develops a taste for the finer things in life, pockets the Heart of the Ocean, survives the sinking, pawns the diamond, spends the following ten years building his wealth and in 1922 moves to West Egg as Jay Gatsby… Millionaire with a shady past and fear of swimming pools.
I never wanted to believe in anything as much as I want to believe in this…
I miss Misfits!
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I would love to say
weak in the knees
to be quite upfront
make my body
it has knees
at all. — Derrick Brown, Love Language (via weaverofstars)
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Still as obsessed with Leo now as I was with him back in 3rd grade.
He my number one man.
So don’t even try it about me and my love for sports or my love for Beyonce because both of them are unshakeable. —
Y debo decir que confío plenamente en la casualidad de haberte conocido. Que nunca intentaré olvidarte, y que si lo hiciera, no lo conseguiría. Que me encanta mirarte y que te hago mío con solo verte de lejos. Que adoro tus lunares y tu pecho me parece el paraíso. Que no fuiste el amor de mi vida, ni de mis días, ni de mi momento. Pero que te quise, y que te quiero, aunque estemos destinados a no ser. — Julio Cortázar (via detrasdecadaletra)
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