January 2010
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When Harry Met Sally
Harry: I've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you.
Sally: What?
Harry: I love you.
Sally: How do you expect me to respond to this?
Harry: How about, you love me too.
Sally: How about, I'm leaving.
Harry: Doesn't what I said mean anything to you?
Sally: I'm sorry, Harry. I know it's New Year's Eve. I know you're feeling lonely, but you just can't show up here, tell me you love me, and expect that to make everything all right. It doesn't work this way.
Harry: Well, how does it work?
Sally: I don't know, but not this way.
Harry: How about this way? I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
Sally: You see? That is just like you, Harry. You say things like that, and you make it impossible for me to hate you, and I hate you, Harry. I really hate you. I hate you.
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You know when you hear girls say ‘Ah man, I was so shit-faced last night, I...
– Superbad (via imgonnaletyoufinishbut)
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Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done,...
– The Notebook
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How To Sound Smart In Front Of Your Friends: Words...
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Tripsolagnophilia (TRIP-suh-LAG-nuh-FIL-ee-uh) - The desire to obtain sexual pleasure from massage.
Coitobalnism (KOH-i-toh-BAL-niz’m) - Sex in the bath or shower.
Sacifricosis (SAK-oh-fri-KOH-sis) - The practice of absentmindedly fiddling with your genitalia through your pants pockets. “playing pocket pool” or “pocket hockey”
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Michael, I love you. I’ve loved you for nine years. I’ve just been...
– My Best Friend’s Wedding
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Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
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Once I understood each word the caterpillar said, Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings, And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed. Once I heard and answered all the questions of the crickets, And joined the crying of each falling dying flake of snow, Once I spoke the language of the flowers… . How did it go? How did it go? Forgotten Language
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When love feels like magic, it’s called Destiny. When destiny has a sense...
– Serendipity
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Will you love me for the rest of my life?”…… “No, I’ll love you for the...
– Phenomenon
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You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still...
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I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great...
– Chasing Amy
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