mine: sleepwalk with me

The first time you fall in love it’s such a transcendental feeling, you know, it’s like eating pizza-flavored ice cream. Your brain can’t even process that level of joy. And love makes people do crazy things, like kill people, or shop at Crate & Barrel. It makes us all a little delusional. I think our whole lives, no matter how low our self-esteem gets there’s some part of us that thinks, “I have a secret special skill that no one knows about, and if they knew, they’d be amazed.” And eventually we meet someone who’s like, “You have a secret special skill!” And you’re like, “I know! So do you!” And they’re like, “I know!” And then you’re like, “We should eat pizza ice cream together.” And that’s what love is. It’s this mountain of pizza ice cream and delusion.
—  Mike Birbiglia
Sleepwalk with me 

Falling in love for the first time is a completely transcendent experience. It’s like eating pizza-flavored ice cream. Your brain can’t even process that level of joy. Love makes people do crazy things like kill other people or shop at Crate & Barrel. I think on some level it makes us all delusional. Deep down, our whole lives, no matter how low our self-esteem gets, we think, I have secret special skill that no one knows about and if they knew they’d be amazed. And then eventually we meet someone who says, ‘You have a secret special skill.’

And you’re like, 'I know! So do you!’

And they’re like, 'I know!’

And then you’re like, 'We should eat pizza ice cream together.’ And that’s what love is. It’s this giant mound of pizza flavored ice cream and delusion.

—  Mike Birbiglia, Sleepwalk With Me
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I really feel like our whole lives, no matter how low our self esteem gets, there’s a part of us that thinks, ‘I have a secret, special skill that no one knows about.’ And, eventually, we meet someone who’s like, 'You have a secret, special skill.’ And you’re like, 'I know! So do you!’ And that’s love.”

Movies Watched in 2014 | Sleepwalk with Me (2012)

I really feel like our whole lives, no matter how low our self-esteem gets, there’s some part of us that thinks, ‘I have a secret special skill that no one knows about.’ And eventually we meet someone who’s like, ‘You have a secret special skill.’ And you’re like, ‘I know, so do you! Let’s eat pizza-flavored ice cream together!’

And that’s love – it’s a mountain of pizza-flavored ice cream. And delusion.
—  Mike Birbiglia, Sleepwalk with Me
Sleepwalk With Me || Ares + Cyrus

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Ares had a sneaking suspicion that Arin had sent him away in order to cool off, a thought that only served to annoy and irritate Ares further. He knew that he probably deserved it but that didn’t make him feel any less volatile. Rose drove him crazy but that was one of the things that he genuinely adored about her. She was fire. She was passion. She was- His thoughts were abruptly interrupted when he felt his phone buzz with a text message. He ignored it, guessing that it was Arin checking in on his progress and he had no interest in talking to the person who had sent him on this tedious task.

Turning down a side street, he saw a pair of gangling legs sticking out from behind a dumpster. Judging from the lack of human energy that Ares could have otherwise sensed, it was either a corpse or the person that he was looking for. He walked towards it, kicking the side of the guy’s shoe to ascertain if he was alive or not. He almost hoped that this kid would refuse to come with him, giving Ares an excuse to beat the shit out of him and leave without anyone tagging along behind him. 

He crouched down, seriously questioning if it would even be any fun to beat up someone like this. The guy looked malnourished and underpowered, even Ares’ innate cruelty making him indifferent to the idea. The idea of getting him back to the city was still unappealing at best. “Hey,” Ares wasn’t the right person for this job. What was Arin thinking sending him on a recruitment task? Ares was far from diplomatic. By nature he was abrasive and lacking in empathy. “You want some dinner? I’ll pay if I can talk to you. I need ten minutes of your time. And bourbon. My treat. So get up and let’s go.”