idk who u are or where i am. if you diss pride and prejudice im comin for ur ungrateful ass. we could be standing at the alter abt to say ‘i do’ and if you say ‘ugh i hate pride and prejudice’ id fcking leave you. id walk out of my own wedding. i could be under anesthesia about to have major surgery and hear my doctor say ‘i never liked austen novels’ and id wake up just to request a different doctor. u could be the president of the united states and say ‘they’re just love stories’ and id deck you right there, right in front of secret service. im waiting and im ready to fight
it’s daybreak. i’m meandering through a field on my family estate. i look up and see u there striding towards me in tight pants, riding boots, a half open shirt, and an overcoat. the music swells. u stutter through what is possibly the most romantic proposal of all time. i kiss ur knuckles and gaze into ur eyes as sunrise breaks over the horizon.
five characters; lizzie bennet “Sometimes I feel so clever and rational and appropriately analytical about the world around me. I’m a grad student, it’s what I do, what I’m supposed to be skilled at doing. Communicating and relating and acknowledging that people do not fit into neat little boxes all wrapped and tied up with string. But here we are.“
“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it
has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two
beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet
it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.”
―Victor Hugo, Les Misérables