Humbert: I missed you. I missed you a lot.
Lolita: Well I haven’t missed you. In fact, I’ve been revoltingly unfaithful to you. But it doesn’t matter, because you don’t care about me anymore anyway.
Humbert: What makes you think I don’t care about you?
Lolita: Well you haven’t kissed me yet, have you?
“I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.” Brian Andreas, Story People
Having distance memories with my self , self conflicted about what I want and what I don’t want but I semi want to be in love with everyone around me , capture the good traits , the bad and turn the ugly into something so beautiful. I don’t want to runaway anymore , I want to fight for love and I want love to fight for me .
Oh god I’m having yet another venting session about love while I pretend to fold t- shirts at 2 am when in reality I am watching best coat videos . ooh la la enjoy
