James: I want Tapa Queen.
Nikki: I want Tapa King. Hey, Dad, what do you want for dinner?
Dad: I don't know. Anything. What are you getting?
Nikki: I'm getting Tapa King.
Dad: Okay, I'll get Tapa King. What's the difference anyway?
Nikki: I don't know. James just likes the queen and I like the king...Okay, that really does make sense if you think of it.
James: Duh, Nikki, why would I even like the king?
I can’t move on. You know that. But since you’re still here and so...– bored. like whoa.
Go ahead, say it. I dare you. Tell me you don’t want me.– free me from my agony, will you?
I’d rather want to know right now if we’re hardly something meant to...– just a girl. nothing more.
That’s how it always is between a man and a woman—one is in love...– from the film An American in Paris
Boy: I'm guessing you have something in mind?
Girl: Kiss me.
Girl: Hahahahaha April Fool's! I was just kidding.
Boy: Hahahaha good one. I almost fell for that one.
Girl: Right right?
Boy: I don't want to kiss you anyway.
Boy: April fool's.
Girl: Hahahahahahaha--wait what?
I Love You
These words I’ll never have the chance to tell you. These words you’ll never hear. These words you’ll never want to hear. These words you’ll need to hear. These words that are both happiness and misery. These words that opens the eyes to little wonders. These words that explain everything. These words that speak the truth. These words that define me towards you. ...
I’ll tell you exactly why I’m still hanging on to you, why I’m...– from me. to you. in neverland.
still haven't found what i'm looking for. (or...
I’m only eighteen and just turned so. What do I know about relationships? Zilch. But I would love to experience being in one. I told that to myself last year during summer. I wanted a summer fling. I just wanted to know how it was like to have someone. But I was unfortunate last year—the entirety of last year—to have ended up with (still) no one. I’m hoping that this year...
let's just fall in love again. (or not.)
I’ve gone through this phase again and again and again, going about the same person. It’s starting to look completely ridiculous, and I’m starting to sound completely redundant and completely ridiculous. How long is this whole cycle going to take? Every time I look at him, it’s like, I manage to forget about his absolute ass-ness and ignorance. He’s the closest...
Why wait for all the questions when you can just give all the answers?