crisisdeansiedad: zirkau: fuckyeahfriends: reservationatdorsia:
- I would like to make a toast
- to Rachel and Joey
- and to looooove…
- ah, love. L-O-V-E, love.
- L is for life
- and what is life without love?
- O is for
- Oh wow!
- V is for this…
- very surprising turn of events
- which I am still fine with by the way
- Eeeeee is for how…
- extremely normal I find it that you two are together
- and that one day you might get married
- and have children of your own…
- I’m sorry it must be the pressure of entertaining.
“Look, you think you’re so bloody tragic, your love having been killed. But there’s much worse than that, love. Much worse, much worse, much worse. When your love reveals herself to be utterly indifferent, to have betrayed you, to be nothing like the love she seemed. That is just as final, just as definite, just as much a bereavement as death, but still there’s this physical thing that walks around in the image of your love, reminding you of your lost love, tormenting you of what might have been. Believe me, that’s worse than death, love. Worse than the death of your love.”
B.S. JOHNSON, ‘TRAVELLING PEOPLE’
to do before you die
