Date a man who cooks. Date a man who dances. Date a man who appreciates fine art. Date man who tells jokes. Date a man who throws dinner parties. Date a man who kills the rude. Date a man who can drive a knife thru a cutting board. Date a man who body slams into doors wielding knives and covered in blood. Date Hannibal Lecter.
“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.”—Azar Nafisi
“You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.”—Elizabeth Taylor