"Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen."
— Sylvia Plath (via delave)
"There’s no point to any of this. It’s just a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know…a quarter-pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moments where your laughter becomes a cackle; and I, I sit back and smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt."
— Ethan Hawke, from Reality Bites (1994)
take me to art museums and make out with me