You Dare Try To Strangle Me With The Red String Of Fate? You Mean The One That Ties Us Together For Eternity?

The script for the bbc production of Pride and Prejudice, apparently, originally had mr. Darcy naked/shirtless for the lake scene and I beg of you, someone please write fanfiction of it. The thought of this happening in 1810 is too hilarious

I despise the way I feel that in order to truly like something, I must be all knowing. Why can't I just like something? I shouldn't feel the need to know the name of every background character, where they came from, and what they're doing there. I want to like something and not feel a burning fear that someone will question the validity of my statement expressing that something brings me joy.

I like this hill; I think I'll die on it.

"The ships hung in the sky much in the same way that bricks don't" yes, for everything. Anything that could ever happen, could happen much in the same way that bricks don't, even if bricks do.

I don't know who I would be today if I had never read Flowers for Algernon. If my soul had not been crushed on that fateful day when I finished the book, I fear I would've ended up a monster with no hope of ever changing. I would give almost anything to read that book for the first time again. Nothing in this life or the next will ever live up to the anguish I felt reading that last page. What a beautiful feeling it was.

Alles an diesem Outfit ist richtig gemacht. die Länge, die Ärmel, die Armbänder, das Kopfstück. alles davon. Warum kleiden wir uns nicht alle so

Is it so wrong to read a book purely for the chance to be in on the jokes, for the chance to be apart of a group of people that you have never and will never meet. I want to get the joke and be in the group. I want to be one of you, for if I am you, I need not be myself. Therefore, I read the book.

I do not wish to be human anymore. I would just like to be vaguely human shaped and squeezed tremendously tightly. Even more so I would like to go hitchhiking through the galaxy with a human shaped alien from Betelgeuse V. I would like to visit an island full of genetically engineered dinosaurs. I would like to go on a quest to find a stolen lightning bolt. Considering what is actually within the realm of possibility, just a good tight squeeze will do.

Why did people stop making happy friendship music?? I want serotonin. I want joy. I WANT TO JUMP UP AND DOWN GLEEFULLY!!! LET ME BE JOYFUL YOU ABSOLUTE TRACTOR

If I'm not supposed to enlist, then why did they make all the propaganda so enticing.

They really got me with the insta edits, take me out and slowed Macarena were shockingly convincing