and at once i knew i was not magnificent

LINA. 26. Scottish-Euro-American mutt. Resides in DC. Prone to making faces and abusing the hell out of overlong tags. Lover of pretty things, pretty people and pretty ideas.

I also enjoy the thoroughly questionable as well. Hey. Everything needs a little love.

Blogs at & adjectivelyspeaking. Can be found on twitter adjectively.
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I’m in love with you. Yeah, it’s that bad. You’re so beautiful to me. Shut up! Let me tell you. Let me. Every time I look at your face or even remember it, it wrecks me - and the way you are with me - and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day to think about you enough. I feel like I’m going to live a thousand years cause that’s how long it’s gonna take me to have one thought about you which is that I’m crazy about you. I don’t wanna be with anybody else. I don’t. I really don’t. I don’t think about women anymore. I think about you. I had a dream the other night that you and I were on a train. We were on this train and you were holding my hand. That’s the whole dream. You were holding my hand and I felt you holding my hand. I woke up and I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I’m sick in love with you. It’s like a condition. It’s like polio. I feel like I’m gonna die if I can’t be with you. And I can’t be with you. So I’m gonna die - and it’s okay. I don’t care, cause I was brought into existence to know you and that’s enough. The idea that you would want me back, it’s like greedy.
Louis C.K. in Louie (via sherlocked)