this blog is like a box of chocolates. I read a lot. I want tin can roses. I drink too much Lady Grey. I recite film lines to myself when I feel sad. I eat a lot of apple strudel. and this is my masterlist.
& i've left for a while. but why?
basement fighter(s)
You are too much for me Ennis, you sonofawhoreson bitch! I wish I knew how to quit you.
You know it could be like this, just like this always.
- Brokeback Mountain (2005)
