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I’ve never been much for conservation. I kinda dig these awkward silences.
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Why aren’t you?
“There’s always a warm.”
“Not that.”
“Standards. Unfortunately they make them now.”
“What happened to your married one?”
“Still happily married.”
“I’ll still be happily masturbating/in another-none-the-wiser-girl.’
“It’s sort of a good plan.”
“It’s sort of our none the wiser.”
“That’s why she loved you, sir.”
“No that’s why I love her.”
I try my best
“I think about you when I think about love. I ruminate. That’s a good word. I ruminate.”
“What do you think about.”
“I think about us.”
“Us? Yuck.”
“Us.”
“This isn’t going to happen is it.”
“It depends what you mean by us.”
“Us?”
“There is no us.”
“No.”
The holidays
“Your friends are smart.”
“I’m smart. Sorta.”
“Yeah. I guess. But you’re kinda fucked up.”
“I guess smart and stupid aren’t mutually exclusive.”
“I guess.”
“I super love you right now.”
“That’s ’cause you’re stupid.”
“Maybe.”
“Yeah, maybe.”
Get ready
“I haven’t used the hair gel, the lotion, or eaten spinach. Two of the three, I guess, assume you’re going outside. I stay in a tight, little box.”
“Please be all normalized before we get there.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know exactly what I mean.”
“Why don’t you just say, ‘Sober?’”
“Okay, sober.”
“Uh, I fucking hate you.”
“No, you fucking [...]
Beatty
Bonnie, Clyde. Yes, they get shot and die in the end. But, man what a magic love.
The needle and the damage done
“I love you. Without condition. I swear. But I don’t care what you’ve made it into in your head. My childhood was being alone, fear of violence, sexual abuse, and being fat. Change it in your mind if you want. But that’s how it was. I can play nice, but I’ll just be playing. ”
“Walk [...]
My love, my lovah
“Hey. You’re talking to my wife.”
“I’m pretty sure she’s not you’re wife anymore.”
You Porn
“Please don’t put our sex tape on You Porn.”
“Why? You should be proud of that. That’s like one of your defining moments.”
“I’m pretty sure my dad’s not going to be proud of that.”
“Your dad goes to You Porn?”
“Everybody goes to You Porn.”
“I’m the one that should be embarrassed. I look like a shaved polar bear.”
“You [...]
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Don’t you see?
“The problem is so clear.”
“The problem?”
“Your problem.”
“What’s my problem?”
“You love everybody around you, but you don’t love yourself.”
“Why is that a problem?”
“My sweet, sweet boy.”
“Yes?”
“Love is not possible without love of yourself.”
Yeah
“I love you. I want to hold you.”
“You can’t even take care of yourself.”
“I’m still alive. Amy Winehouse couldn’t manage that. And she had more money than me.”
I saw the way you move
So casual. Your t-shirt. The way you smiled. It was so light. Amidst our heaviness. I will love you until the day I die. You threw it away when it got hard.
That’s why I don’t like talking to you
“You remember everything.”
“So?”
“And then you put it on the site.”
“So? I don’t name names.”
“Everybody knows it’s me.”
“Everybody? Or him?”
“Him.”
“Fuck him.”
“You know I could have you back.”
“Nope. Not anymore.”
“I just have to say the word.”
“Not enough.”
“Your memory is too good. Remember? Feel the feelings.”
“No.”
“I still love you.”
“I know.”
Learn to spell
I am in love with someone that I cannot have. It’s okay. Brush your teeth. Pee when you have to. Stop crying. Everything’s going to be okay.
Some kind of something
“You’re mad at me?”
“Yeah.”
“Why again?”
“You didn’t answer when I called.”
“You know we’re like in different time zones now right?”
“And?”
“Contrary to popular belief, I’m not always awake at 4am.”
“Passed out?”
“Sometimes. What? Now you’re going to give a fuck.”
“I always gave at least a fuck.”
“My love? I don’t mean that kind of fuck.”
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Love or something like it
Unfortunately? We go were the asshole, the heart, we go where it leads us.
Two yellow-haired girls
They stand together near the bar. They’re beautiful. But, for some reason, these two think they’re the only ones in the world that are. Good for them, but bad for anyone that crosses their paths in love.
There is blood in your cuticles
Seriously. I’m not mad at you. I love you. But there is a problem here.
I’m not mad
But I don’t want to love anybody. I don’t want to hurt your feelings. I’m just saying.
I don’t like the fact
that I love you. It only brings badness. It never brings gladness.
Prostitution