Mind Flirting with Thoughts: Archive

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Chuck Lorre, co-creator/executive producer

“When Penny gave Sheldon a napkin signed by Leonard Nimoy that he had wiped his mouth with and Sheldon now had his DNA and could clone him. He was so overcome with affection for her, he physically hugged her, which he can’t…

Jan 25, 2012144 notes

Jan 20, 20123 notes

#lyrics #hemant da #favorites #gold

Dreamers versus Realists

Cameron: There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You'd think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not the opposite is true. You see the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists, well without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.
(Modern Family Season 3, Punkin Chunkin)

Jan 20, 201211 notes

#modernfamily #cameron

Jan 14, 20122 notes

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They say love is fuel.

A pair of parched lips. An ignored apology. An arid land. A barren body. A tree in autumn. A soul less song. A dry hello. An awkward meeting. A stranger us. A clueless tomorrow. A fake hope. A blind promise. An ounce of faith. A jar of memories. An era of wait. A dead cat.

Jan 9, 20122 notes

#gibberish

Jan 9, 20122 notes

Too much love causes resentment

Revolutionary Road (2008)
April Wheeler: So now I'm crazy because I don't love you, right? Is that the point?
Frank Wheeler: No! Wrong! You're not crazy, and you do love me. That's the point, April.
April Wheeler: But I don't. I hate you. You were just some boy who made me laugh at a party once, and now I loathe the sight of you. In fact, if you come any closer, if you touch me or anything, I think I'll scream.
Frank Wheeler: Frank: Oh, come on, stop this April.
[He touches her for an instant and she screams at the top of her lungs before walking away. He chases after her]

Jan 4, 20122 notes

Blogging ~ just graffiti

Dr. Ian Sussman: Blogging is not writing. It's just graffiti with punctuation.
Contagion (2011)

Jan 4, 20122 notes

“Giving up on me. Giving up on you. Then we repeat and get bruised. The pain burns my heart and the soot covers you. The distance seems longer and it troubles you too. How do we travel this path, you don’t know it too.” —md610

Jan 2, 20122 notes

#gibberish

Mind Flirting with Thoughts

January 2012

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