↳ make me choose: book lovers or normal people (asked by @amycurtismarchs)
“that’s life. you’re always making decisions, taking paths that lead you away from the rest before you can see where they end. maybe that’s why we as a species love stories so much. all those chances for do-overs, opportunities to live the lives we’ll never have.”
I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
Alex and Poppy PWMOV are like just a small town boy and girl, living in a crazy world, trying to figure out what is and isn’t true, and I don’t try to hide my tears, my secrets or my deepest fears, through it all nobody gets me like you do // a tiny screen’s the only place I see you now, and I got nothing but well wishes for ya, this place is the same as it ever was (but you don’t like it that way), it’s never too late to come back to my side, and if you’re ever tired of being known for who you know you know you’ll always know me // do you miss the rogue who coaxed you into paradise and left you there? will you forgive my soul when you’re too wise to trust me and too old to care? ‘cause we were like the mall before the internet — it was the one place to be: the mischief, the gift-wrapped suburban dreams (sorry for not winning you an arcade ring) // you were my favorite way to stay up (and I’d say that still), I know the reasons (took a couple tries to see ‘em), but now everything is through (it’s you I want to call though) // I want to live at the Holiday Inn where somebody else makes the bed, we’ll watch tv while the lights on the streets put all the stars to death // you’re the only friend I need, sharing beds like little kids, laughing ‘til our ribs get tough, but that will never be enough // you took the time to memorize me (my fears, my hopes and dreams) I just like hanging out with you all the time, all those times that you didn’t leave it’s been occurring to me I’d like to hang out with you for my whole life // made a promise that I’m gonna marry you (if we’re both still single by, like, thirty-two), and that shit is gonna end up being true, ‘cause I hate, like, everyone except for you, who else is gonna grocery shop with me at 2 A.M.?, who else will take that picture for you just to get revenge? // 20 questions, we tell the truth, you’ve been stressed out lately (yeah, me too), something gave you the nerve to touch my hand, it’s nice to have a friend // you’re my best friend and we’re dancing in a world alone // and you know that I’d swing with you for the fences, sit with you in the trenches, give you my wild, (give you a child), give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other family that I chose now that I see your brother as my brother, is it enough? // one night he wakes (strange look on his face), pauses…then says, “you’re my best friend,” and you knew what it was, he is in love
