He loves me just as much out in the open as when we’re behind closed doors. He’s not afraid or ashamed of showing his love for me even when I’m not around. He’ll say sweet things about me to his family, his friends and coworkers. I’ve had far too many people act a certain way about me behind closed doors but in the public treat me as if I’m not worthy of their attention. Thank you Dustin for making me feel so wonderful.
“The people who run our cities don’t understand graffiti because they think nothing has the right to exist unless it makes a profit. The people who truly deface our neighborhoods are the companies that scrawl giant slogans across buildings and buses trying to make us feel inadequate unless we buy their stuff. Any advertisement in public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours, it belongs to you, it’s yours to take, rearrange and re use. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.”—Banksy (via iloveyoulessthanpunk, carlyannarchy & fuckyeahradicalquotes) (via senseofself)
“Here’s the difference, to me, between boys and girls: Boys fuck things up; Girls are fucked up. That’s the difference. Boys just do damage to your house that you can measure in dollars, like a hurricane. Girls, like, leave scars in your psyche that you find later, like a genocide or an atrocity… That’s the difference between boys and girls. And it becomes the difference between men and women, really. A man will, like, steal your car or burn your house down or beat the shit out of you, but a woman will ruin your fuckin’ life. Do you see the difference? Like, a man will cut your arm off and throw it in a river, but he’ll leave you as a human being intact. He won’t fuck with who you are. Women are nonviolent, but they will shit inside of your heart.”—
I remember the first time I made you laugh. I don’t think you were expecting it. We were eating Chinese food and you had to cover your mouth so I couldn’t see the chewed up pork fried rice.
I don’t remember what I said or did that was so funny, I just remember your laugh. Once you could control it, you looked back at me and smiled. We had such a great first date. Later we just sat in your car talking for hours until my mom came downstairs and bitched at you for brining me home late. She said something like, “Do you have a job? cause she does and she needs to get there early.” I was so embarrassed.