“And as we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay. But that was a lie, plus, I couldn’t speak anyway. I wish there was some way for us to go back and undo the past. But there wasn’t. There was nothing we could do. So I just stayed silent and trying to telepathically communicate how sorry I was about what had happened. And I thought of all the grief and sadness and fucked up suffering in the world, and it made me want to escape. I wished with all my heart that we could just leave this world behind. Rise like two angels in the night and magically… disappear.”
Mysterious Skin (2004)
someone told me once that shooting stars are really just angels throwing away their cigarettes before God could catch them smoking
(Source: skinnyyyboness, via gay-for-homo)
imagine if trees gave off wifi signals, we would be planting so many trees and we’d probably save the planet too
too bad they only produce the oxygen we breathe
(via gay-for-homo)
