Let’s get drunk at midnight, listen to our favorite songs and kiss so much that our lips burn
The only people up at 3 am are in love, lonely, drunk, or all three.
I let her have the little bit of peanutbutter that was left. She looked at me like I gave her the world.
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
Robin Williams, Dead Poets Society (via godmoves)