Remember that episode of courage the cowardly dog where a furry bunny runs away from abusive dog dude to be with her lesbian cat lover
because that is all you need to remember
THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING ON TUMBLR GOODNESS
I wish my feed were only this.
I’ve only ever sen the second to last image. I didn’t know there was a whole series! This is FANTASTIC!
It is a different thing to fall in love in New York. You see a beautiful girl standing in the dark green light waiting for the underground subway and she has her headphones in and you find yourself imagining what she might be listening to and how she must look walking around her studio apartment in Brooklyn. I promise you if you sit with her wrapped in blankets on her balcony while the sun rises over the city as she drinks from her favorite coffee cup with the lipstick stains, you do not stand a chance.
It is a different thing to fall in love in the summer. You are driving too fast down the road with wet hair and the sun is setting and the windows are down and she is singing that song so beautifully the passenger side. You can’t believe she is there or that she is there with you. I promise you that when you stay out with her until five in the morning against her parent’s wishes and she cried because that song is too beautiful and a lightning bug gets caught in her hair and you talk about running away together, you don’t stand a chance.
It is a different thing entirely to fall in love with someone that does not love back. You listen to her talk about who she will love one day and what he will look like and be like and you find yourself questioning everything about yourself and why nothing you do sets her on fire when the most simple things that she does like how she rides her bike or how she touches the paper when she reads it or how she twitches when she sleeps makes your entire world collapse. I promise you that when she tells you that she is too messed up to ever love you or herself and most days she wishes she were dead, you cannot fix her, you cannot heal her and you cannot change her. You do not stand a chance."
If this cage were any tighter, it would surely crush my bones.
"Actually, there is a word for that. It’s love. I’m in love with her, okay? If you’re looking for the word that means caring about someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, it’s love. And when you love someone you just, you…you don’t stop, ever. Even when people roll their eyes, and call you crazy. Even then. Especially then. You just– you don’t give up. Because if I could just give up…if I could just, you know, take the whole world’s advice and– and move on and find someone else, that wouldn’t be love. That would be… that would be some other disposable thing that is not worth fighting for. But I– that is not what this is."