“I want a woman who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there.”
— Henry Rollins (via toliveandride)
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4 comments:
I am very lucky to have that woman, though fortunately not the bloody stumps. She took pity on me and bandaged them up.
Ah pity, the last hope of the desperate man. I could use a dose of that these days.
You don't need pity -- confidence! That's the key!
I can fake confidence. Pity is just my plan B.
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