"Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter. Most people make too much of it. On these grounds a good fuck is not to be entirely scorned. But that’s the result of a chance meeting too. You’re damned right. Drink up. We’ll have another."


i always had my head wrapped around the idea of getting into a wonderful university and getting a good job and getting married and having a family and being able to support them but for some reason now all i want to do is travel and eat new foods and meet new people and get a tan and buy a one way ticket and not come home

My psychology class had a hypnotist come in class today & I was one of the eight to be chosen. He told the eight of us that when he counts to three, he’ll become the #1 person we want to meet. When he counted to three & I opened my eyes, you were all I saw & I couldn’t help but bawl and grab you so close. You were there and I was happy. … only for him to snap his fingers and bring me back to reality… how…

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