rewatching season 3 of homeland with my sister, who just called peter quinn the angel of death. awesome.
Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened/No llores porque ya se terminó… sonríe, porque sucedió.
Dr. Seuss (via an-echo)
what do i love here? “MAD DIVA”
so all this time i’ve been half impressed and half angry at this sexy twisted fucker… then he’s a total sweetheart tonight and breaks my heart.
nice joe macmillan… and now gordon is the one who needs help. and i gotta say it; i can’t stand cameron. she has no self respect, not really that sexy and i am offended by her typing with two fingers!
landfall - haltamc
Half of them think it’s never going to work out. The other half believe in magic.
Beginners - Anna to Oliver (via an-echo)
reblogging my own post, because i don’t want to forget. believe in MAGIC!
i woke up with a bang today. my body began to shake uncontrollably for too long. some of my neighbors couldn’t help wait until the sunset to blow up some fireworks. its been non-stop all day. still going. and i’ve been thinking, these constant sounds, these explosions - the people around the world that live with these, all the time. but they don’t ever feel like standing at their balcony to see the burst of light that escapes these rockets… they don’t cheer, don’t gather for a view, they fear.
gotta thank many lives for our independence. since 1776. the lives who fight, who live through it, the dead. still happening, never ending. makes the barbequing a little less joyful. but i don’t eat meat anyways.
we could live. for a thousand years. and if i hurt you… i make wine from your tears!
INXS - Never Tear Us Apart
also, bruises fades, but the pain remains the same.
what’s this tender fascination and the boredom emulation of love…
by the time we met, there was immediate fascination. type wise, character wise, personality wise… the work we had been doing, singularly, she and me. you know there was a recognition like you found a lost brother or lost sister or something like this. plus that we were born on the same date, november the 30th, both sagittarius - obvious. you know, destiny brought us together.
i really loved him, i mean, loved him like more than myself. and that for me was when we started working together this was forever. i was thinking this is the relationship, this is work and we’ll never stop. it was like two strings connected with a body together and soul.
we were lovers, we were friends, we were performers: all at once. and our love was always on top of it.
an artist should avoid falling in love with another artist. an artist should avoid falling in love with another artist. an artist should avoid falling in love with another artist.
my new addition!
Howl was still sitting on the stool. He sat in an attitude of utter despair. And he was covered all over in thick green slime.
“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”
― Plato, The Symposium
it’s like you become… more you. which normally is like ‘barch-arrg-boom!’… but, now its okay. because, the person, like… whoever; THEY chose to take all that on. all that weird stuff… whatever is wrong. or BAD. or hiding in you. suddenly its alright. YOU don’t feel like such a freak anymore.
Suzanne ‘Crazy Eyes’ Warren on ‘What is Love?’ (via an-echo)
thats what love is. when its real and unconditional.
one amazing thing happen this week during haltamc… i got my sister to watch the show with me! i really needed someone to discuss TWISTED JOE with and since he reminds me of her, no one would be better :)
AND then this scene happened and i say to her “now he looks even hotter, don’t you just wanna lick that blood right off?” and she says to me “yes… and he has the most amazing stare.” a bloody joe… almost makes me forget how twisted he is, forgive and just wanna hung em’ - then
we watched true blood. GOOD FUCKING SUNDAY!
era verde el silencio, mojada era la luz,
temblaba el mes de junio como una mariposa
longest day of the year, lets make it count! and pay respect to nature, who owes us nothing, yet we keep giving her pain.