If an act of desperation and love is done in the movies,
...it's incredibly romantic.
If that same act of desperation and love is acted out in 'real' life...
...you are a stalker. Or need mental help. Or to 'grow up.'
Tricky how that is.
...it's incredibly romantic.
If that same act of desperation and love is acted out in 'real' life...
...you are a stalker. Or need mental help. Or to 'grow up.'
Tricky how that is.
...John Cusack had absolutely no business holding up some big-ass boom box,
giving young girls the idea that one day, some guy would desperately seek their love enough to do the same. Nor did he warn us that, should some guy ever actually attempt to do that, the police would probably need to be called.
giving young girls the idea that one day, some guy would desperately seek their love enough to do the same. Nor did he warn us that, should some guy ever actually attempt to do that, the police would probably need to be called.
...And if that same young, impressionable girl SOMEHOW got it into her head to reverse the roles...
Well.
Let's just say, her mother should have taught her:
If you have to go all the way over to his house and stand outside for two hours in the rain,
waiting for him to come down...
...honey...you gotta find yourself a different boy.
Cuz the boy that's worth all that, would not have left in the first place.
...And would have known a hug really can make anything better,
when you're truly in love.
(Either way, standing in the rain for two hours? Will not look good for you).
...Funny how that is.
"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no, it is an ever-fixèd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his heighth be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved."
~ William Shakespeare
Well.
Let's just say, her mother should have taught her:
If you have to go all the way over to his house and stand outside for two hours in the rain,
waiting for him to come down...
...honey...you gotta find yourself a different boy.
Cuz the boy that's worth all that, would not have left in the first place.
...And would have known a hug really can make anything better,
when you're truly in love.
(Either way, standing in the rain for two hours? Will not look good for you).
...Funny how that is.
"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no, it is an ever-fixèd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his heighth be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved."
~ William Shakespeare
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