Hangman Is A Great Game Because It Teaches You That Saying The Wrong Things Could Ends Someone’s Life.

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Gal Gadot and Chris Pine on when they met for the first time

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

Do you ever get the feeling of “on the verge of being distant” to a person you’ve become so closed with and the anticipation it comes with kills you and you feel heavy inside

It happened too soon when it shouldn’t.

“Sometimes there is no next time, no timeouts, and no second chance. Sometimes it’s now or never.”

— Alan Bennett

u know someone is having a rough day when their favorite song plays and they don’t sing along

There was a reason why I stayed silent over the past few months. I know that when I open up and speak, I’d only tell stories of you. That’s not part of my moving on.

It’s part of I’m falling into you all over again, I’m afraid there’s no getting up.

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Let’s be honest

I am done not knowing where I should go or where I should be. I’m exhausted of thinking what I should do or what the future would bring. I’m admitting it tonight, that someone like me is as broken as a shattered glass. But I am also picking it up, little by little. Even if I had to touch every broken part of me. I am admitting that I cannot be repaired or be put together for now. And I think it’s okay. I may be hurting but I am also trying. Surviving. Breathing. I may not be living but at least I know what’s up and what’s not. Because I know, someday, if I might get clever or worse... get worse. But it’s still okay. I’m not hiding my broken parts anymore or denying every part of I am. They’re fragments of my life and they deserved to be acknowledged.

by Mr. Lovenstein

If given the chance in this lifetime or another, I will marry and worship her. My very core soul and heart is hers forever

HOLY FUCK GOD IS A WOMAN. I’VE NEVER SAID ONE BAD THING ABOUT SUPERGIRL’S HAIR MAKEUP OR WARDROBE TEAMS. NOT ME

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