I have to ask you a question. It’s a good one so think about it. If two people love each other, but they just can’t seem to get it together, when do you get to that point of enough is enough? — Julia Roberts as Samantha, The Mexican
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This is so relevant to me right now.
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Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. — Louis de Bernières (via skeletales)
Cause you’re so good at talking smack, you heart attack, but you’re the apple of my eye anyway. — Brand new, Jesse Lacey (via ben-jacobs)
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You’re not friends. You’ll never be friends. You’ll be in Love till it kills you both. You’ll fight and you’ll shag and you’ll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you’ll never be friends. Love isn’t brains, children, it’s blood. Blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be Love’s Bitch but at least I’m man enough to admit it. — Spike (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
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