the james boyle

I hope you meet someone who wants to experience you and not just see you by their eyes. Someone who doesn’t only want to have sex with you but moves their fingers over your body like trying to find a city on a world map and mark their favourite destinations. Someone who wants to experience you like a masterpiece. Whenever we observe a masterpiece we get the urge to touch it and most of the time we do, involuntarily, because it’s so perfect that we not only want to see it with our eyes and forget it’s details later on because I read somewhere that every time you recall a memory your brain edits it bit by bit so we long to experience it so that each part which contributes to it’s perfection stays with us afterall how scary it would be to forget how perfect you felt. So I hope someone experiences you like a summer breeze stroking your hair, like the warmth of bonfire on a chilly winter night, like the taste of that traditional homemade dish by a mother for her children who’s taste forever lingers in their mouth. I hope you find someone who justifies in treating you like the perfect art you are.
—  James Boyle
  • Me when the Leafs are down 5 - 0: That's it. We're done. Over. There's no way you are coming back from this. Go home and learn the spelling of H.O.C.K.E.Y.
  • Me when the Leafs are up 5 - 0: Wonder what new, innovative techniques they will find to fuck this up?

Movies/play cast meetings are great by nature but also because they provide with stuff like:

  • Cool Slytherin meeting
  • Scorpius and evil great-aunt Bellatrix
  • Grandma Molly and 3 of her grandchildren
  • More Weasleys (with Fred II if you wish)
  • Malfoy boys: Nicer with each generation
  • Godfather and godson
  • me yesterday: look at the leafs go
  • me today: look at these babies
  • me tomorrow: look at them!
  • me next week: seriously look
  • me forever: L O O K
  • a conversation I'm pretty sure took place around 6th year:
  • James: I don't have feelings for Lily anymore, time for me to get out there and spread my w--
  • Sirius: Legs.
  • James: Get out there and spread my legs??
  • Sirius: Well, e-either way.
  • James: No! Not either way, only wings.