Certified Soul-Searcher

If I say “the hand flex scene” and you don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m not sure we can be friends.

This is a post specifically dedicated to the sensitive souls out there who drink and party even though their hearts are too tender for flings.

I don’t care about your zodiac sign. What I really want to know is if you stop the microwave right before it beeps or if you make the sounds along with it.

The word passion comes from the Latin “pati”, which means suffering. That has always made sense to me. A truth that I, for the record, resent.

And if no one tells me they love me most ardently, and if no one says I have bewitched them body and soul, and if no one desires to bottle my laughter and get drunk on it every night, then I shall say it to myself, and I will bottle my own laughter… I refuse to let a man determine whether or not I get a happy ending.

I feel like I (in real life) have become the human equivalent of a fan-page for Tom Hiddleston.