we let poetry drip off our tongues like honey

[augustphlegm]

the men of always aren't interested in the children of never

Pabloc Escobar, Narcos

[augustphlegm]

You are the star of a movie.This is the part of the movie where you get your heart broken. Where the world tests you, and people treat you like shit. But it has to happen this way. Otherwise, the end of the movie, when you get everything you want, won’t feel as rewarding. There are assholes out there, but in the end, they don’t matter. Because this movie’s not about them. It’s never been about them. All this time, the movie’s been about you.

Rutabaga Rabbitowitz, BoJack Horseman

[augustphlegm]

I got into this business because I love stories. They comfort us, they inspire us, they create a context for how we experience the world, but also you have to be careful because if you spend a lot of time with stories, you start to believe that life is just stories. And it’s not. Life is life. And that’s so … sad … because there’s so little time … and what are we doing with it?

Princess Carolyn, Bojack Horseman

[augustphlegm]

He filled the air with words, terrified of silence, as one often is who is smart enough to recognize his many personal failings but unwilling or unable to take the steps required to fix them.

Diane Nguyen, One Trick pony

[augustphlegm]

Let’s get one thing out of the way right now. If you’re a man, you’re not gonna get it. Some of you think you get it. You want to get it. You listen, nod and say all the right things when we tell you our stories. But you still can’t actually know what it feels like - to constantly have your guard up. In parking garages, walking the street, even at work. I’m tired of trying to help men understand how it feels to be a woman. Starting now, I’m doing what it takes to put the power in my own hands.

A Handgun of One’s Own by Diane Nguyen

[augustphlegm]

The Make-A-Wish kids will not soon forget the time the great BoJack Horseman referred to their parents as 'a bunch of used jizz bags.

Diane Nguyen, One Trick pony

[augustphlegm]

The first time I met BoJack Horseman, he was puking cotton candy off the deck of his lavish house in the Hills, the lights of the city twinkling below us.

Diane Nguyen, One Trick Pony

[augustphlegm]

Do you think it's too late for me? What? I mean, am I just doomed to be the person that I am? The The person in that book? It's not too late for me, is it? It's It's not too late Diane, I need you to tell me that it's not too late.I - I I need you to tell me that I'm a good person. I know that I can be selfish and narcissistic and self-destructive, but underneath all that, deep down, I'm a good person, and I need you to tell me that I'm good, Diane. Tell me, please, Diane. Tell me that I'm good.

Bojack Horseman

[augustphlegm]

BoJack often felt the need to impress me with material items. There were two obvious suspects. His mother Beatrice, heiress to the Sugarman Sugar Cubes fortune and used to certain comforts, and his working-class father, Butterscotch Horseman, who struggled, and often failed, to provide those comforts. Or, maybe it was something even...

One Trick Pony, Diane Nguyen

[augustphlegm]

I didn't come from such a great home, but one day, I started running, and that seemed to make sense, so then I just kept running. BoJack, when you get sad, you run straight ahead and you keep running forward, no matter what. There are people in your life who are gonna try to hold you back, slow you down, but you don't let them. Don't you stop running and don't you ever look behind you. There's nothing for you behind you. All that exists is what's ahead.

Secretariat, Bojack Horseman

[augustphlegm]

Derek looks at the shingles outside of what he knows to be Stiles’ window. “That looks like a steep drop.” “Broke my arm once falling. But you’re way more graceful than I am,” he promises, which Derek doesn’t necessarily agree with. Stiles is clutzy, but he’s also thin and agile. Derek is big and bumbling, and if he falls, he will fall hard, and it will be bad. Nevermind the Sheriff coming outside to find his grown son’s adult boyfriend half dead in a bush in his yard from trying to sneak into their house.

Between Men and Lions by Standinginanicedress

[augustphlegm]

Like Achilles had said, in a passage underlined and highlighted and starred in Stiles’ copies of the Iliad, there can be no covenants between men and lions. And Derek is just a man, and Stiles suffered so much to come out the other side a lion, and he can’t revert back to being anything but.

Between Men and Lions by Standinginanicedress

[augustphlegm]

I guess there was a lot that genuinely and truly did happen between us that I could have written about that would have been just as entertaining as the shit that I made up just to keep your interest. He and I have been through everything together, have seen all the worst and best things that a relationship between two people has to offer. I could’ve written about a night in Los Angeles he got so angry at me he flipped his dinner off the table and walked out of the restaurant, or a night in Manhattan where he wouldn’t speak to me, or a night in our bed where I woke up from a nightmare and he talked me down, or that time in Hawaii, or San Diego, or all the thousands of times he’s told me he’s loved me and looked at me like I was something more than words. I could’ve written all of that, and you’d have paid to read it. But it’s just none of your fucking business

Derek Hale, Drown (from if it’s torture by standinginanicedress)