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but! we! cannot! simply! sit! and! stare! at! our! wounds! forever!
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MARY: In spite of the fact that we slept in twin beds, it was clear there was some kind of activity going on. DICK: We really dug each other. You can’t write that. MARY: It’s sexual tension. I'm sure any psychiatrist would say it. Now why I said it is another matter because I did have a crush on you. I really did. DICK: And I had a crush on you. MARY: Now you tell us! - THE DICK VAN DYKE SHOW REMEMBERED
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death, taxes, and the reputation bodysuit are the only certainties in this life
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JEAN HARLOW, BILLIE BURKE, & WALLACE BEERY in DINNER AT EIGHT — 1933, dir. George Cukor
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I hate when I crave and want and desire like girl if you don’t shut the fuck up and stare at the wall
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— F. Scott Fitzgerald, from The Love of the Last Tycoon (via lunamonchtuna)
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JEAN HARLOW & EDMUND LOWE in DINNER AT EIGHT — 1933, dir. George Cukor
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Am I in love or just ovulating when I see him?
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“He’ll kiss me… and I’ll be lost.”
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i am basically a hopeless romantic with trust issues
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do i believe in romance…not sure. am i obsessed with it…absolutely
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