Can I borrow your underpants for 10 minutes?
–The Geek (Anthony Michael Hall)
Sixteen Candles
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But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the soil
Sucking up minerals and motherly love
So that each March I may gleam into leaf,
Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed
Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,
Unknowing I must soon unpetal.
Compared with me, a tree is immortal
And a flower-head not tall, but more startling,
And I want the one’s longevity and the other’s daring.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars,
The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them—
Thoughts gone dim.
It is more natural to me, lying down.
Then the sky and I are in open conversation,
And I shall be useful when I lie down finally:
Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me.—-My favorite Sylvia poem.
Two hours of writing fiction leaves this writer completely drained. For those two hours he has been in a different place with totally different people.
– Roald Dahl (via wordpainting) (via booklover) Via BookloverAriel, please! Will you get your head out of the clouds and back in the water where it belongs?
–Sebastian (Samuel E Wright)
The Little Mermaid
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dedicated to that one sexually confused boy out there with far too much time on his hands.
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