#philosophex

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philosophex​:

Horatio sighed. Honestly, while there may be a reason behind it, this way of handling it was getting to be rather excessive. It wasn’t helpful. In fact, it was making things worse. But no, Hamlet was stubborn and sulky.

“Yes, you have to. You’ve been at this for days, and you need to actually get up and leave your bed at some point. Now, with all due respect, oh noble prince, get out of bed and put on a pair of pants.”

"You’re shooting my plan to waste away in the neck, you know.” He says this without making any move to entertain Horatio’s demands. He’s got a point -- he does have to leave at some point. The idea is, he will: on a stretcher. When he dies. Call him melodramatic, but it’s the best he’s got.

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You can still wallow in your misery, just do it while you’re getting dressed. - philosophex

“Her” (2013) Sentence Starters.

Accepting.

     “It’s not satisfying that way.”

It’s hardly satisfying now, partially dressed, tangled up in bed sheets he hasn’tleft in days. At least this way he can feel as though his misery isn’t withoutrhyme or reason – of course you’re miserable, you great lump, you haven’tgotten out of bed in days! Red rims his tired eyes.

     “Do I have to?”

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philosophex

"And so it seems that my father would shut me away from the world. What should I do?  I cannot defy him, can I?"

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philosophex:

       ”I’m getting the feeling you don’t know your         way around New York as well as you think.”

          "Ohhh my Gooooooood."

          It's true. They've been driving in circle for hours.           "And you do? Do you want to drive?"

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#oh horatio would so hold this over him when he did something idiotic

"YOU'RE A TERRIbLE BEST FRIEND HOW FU CKGIN DARE YOU" 

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#out of denmark#{ after Hamlet's death though

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