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// Love //
“I guess you could call me new. I’ve just recently unpacked all my boxes, so… Oh. I am? Really, would you be willing to do that? That’s very nice of you. Merci. I will take you up on that offer.”
“That counts as new, doesn’t it? Of course you are, look at you. You look like a puppy that was swallowed by fuckin’ sunshine. Wonderful, mate. Firstly, I’m Neil. Who’re you, hon?”
That means you’re a fucking terrible actor. Yeah, you’ll have to think of something. No way in hell I’m gonna get called adorable or cute constantly, buddy.
Shut the fuck up, I’m wonderful. Don’t worry, I know big words. Not thinkin’ of any right now, but, I’ll use somethin’ so fuckin’ pretentious soundin’ you won’t even know what I mean.
“And I said to him - ‘Is your ass jealous of the amount of shit that just came out of your mouth?’”
“Have I mentioned that you’re my favorite person? Swear to fuck.”
“Hi, um… Parlez-vous français? Maybe? It’s okay if you don’t. I just… it’s easier to talk that way. I wanted to ask you if you knew any good places to go around here? I’ve been to the museum already and I have the day off…”
“Uh, shit, I took French in school. I know, like--nah, mate, I forgot that shit. New in town? You are, like, so fuckin’ cute, I’m dying. I could show you around, if you want.”
Dear god. Please shut the bloody hell up. You would be the worst wife ever. I can’t even imagine you trying either. If the right bitch came along, as you put it, I might consider it but it would take a lot of convincing.
I would be the best wife. I’d be great. I’d make you drinks all the time. What more would you want? Well, if you find one that comes slightly close, you let me meet her. I won’t let you fall in too deep with someone that isn’t good enough.
“Sorry, I’m sure you’d look good with anything.”
“There ya go, twinkilicious. Better answer.”
No one’s perfect. Hate to break it to you.
I’m not just no one. I don’t count.
River smirks. “You could come at me with your dick, if you wanted,” they murmured.
They shake their head. “That’s kind of you, but I’m honestly tired of talking about my stupid problems. Just makes me think about them more, and how stupid they are.”
“You know my dick doesn’t touch anyone’s anything, mate. I’d come at you with my ass, if I’m coming at you with anything.” He winks, because he can’t help himself. He nudges their shoulder, smiling just a bit. “Let’s get your mind off it, then, yeah? What do you wanna do?”
“I mean…” Chuck shook his head slightly. “I don’t wanna punch you, so…” He shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he was completely helpless at making a decision. “It’s confusing. I don’t really know.”
“Huh. Well. You know where my lips are, if you wanna kiss me. You know where my ears are, if you wanna talk about... whatever’s going on.”
“So it’s a cycle, then.”
“Mm. You get lonely, you get bitchy, you stay lonely, you stay bitchy.”
“You really need to work on that aggression mate.”
“I swear to--you didn’t see shit.”
I don’t get it. How can you just mildly care? TEACH ME, SENSEI.
You’re currently caring too much. You’re already failing.
It could be believable. You could be a good actor. Adorable is worse than cute. Adorable is for toddlers. How about you just go with that then? Not that I want to be called either anyway, but I feel as if you’re not giving in on this anyway.
Oh, I am. But, you know, people never seem to believe things I say about myself. Hm. I’ll have to think of something, won’t I?
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“That is… strongly poetic. I kind of liked that. Someone failed to fit in your hole? Your heart hole, of course. Do you think I give them away for free?”
“Innit? There aren’t holes, there are missing halves. Half holes, I guess. Shells. I just gave you some poetic shit, I think we’re operating on a trading system.”