Love Doesnt Exist. - Tumblr Posts

I couldn’t imagine someone ever doing this for me. Or anything. It’s a foreign concept. I also don’t know what I’d ask someone to even do because I’d feel too bad to force anything on them. I guess I’m just broken that way.

I think one of the most profound forms of love is "I'll try that, for you. I may not like it, but I'll try it."

It's a confused middle-aged man in a pottery class, whose daughter is helping him with his clay's plasticity. It's a kid scrunching up their brow while listening to their mom's favorite music, trying to figure out why she likes it. It's a girlfriend who says "Yes, I'll go with you" and her girlfriend cheering and buying a second ticket for a con. It's a friend half dragging another friend through an aquarium, the one being dragged laughing and calling out "Wait, wait, I know we're here for the exhibit, but I haven't been here! Slow down!"

It's being willing to spend some of your time trying something new because it makes someone you love happy.

“It all ends in tears anyway.”

— Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Burns (via wordsnquotes)

Can I please stop thinking about him all the damn time?