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“When I start thinking this is only a lust.
I must confess I’d be better on my own.
Then I start thinking this is really love.
And I confess I can’t do this alone.
Don’t look straight ahead look to the side.
Just keep me in the corner of your eye, until its time to go again.
I keep this with me.
It’s so bittersweet night after night.
Don’t take this the wrong way darling.
You mean the world to me.
I just never want that and we can keep singing,
“Wedding cake and toothache equals love and pain”.
I keep this with me.
It’s so bittersweet night after night.” —Wade Macneil

May 31, 20100 notes

You Gotta Feel Sorry for Larry Talbot

May 31, 2010-1 notes

Joel: I really should go! I’ve gotta catch my ride.
Clementine: So go.
Joel: I did. I thought maybe you were a nut… but you were exciting.
Clementine: I wish you had stayed.
Joel: I wish I had stayed too. NOW I wish I had stayed. I wish I had done a lot of things. I wish I had… I wish I had stayed. I do.
Clementine: Well I came back downstairs and you were gone!
Joel: I walked out, I walked out the door!
Clementine: Why?
Joel: I don’t know. I felt like I was a scared little kid, I was like… it was above my head, I don’t know.
Clementine: You were scared?
Joel: Yeah. I thought you knew that about me. I ran back to the bonfire, trying to outrun my humiliation.
Clementine: Was it something I said?
Joel: Yeah, you said “so go.” With such disdain, you know?
Clementine: Oh, I’m sorry.
Joel: It’s okay.
Clementine: Joely? What if you stayed this time?
Joel: I walked out the door. There’s no memory left.
Clementine: Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let’s pretend we had one.
Clementine: Bye Joel.
Joel: I love you…
Clementine: Meet me… in Montauk…

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