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We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t fuck them.

John Samuel Waters

otutotu:

Kas mitte jõulud ei räägi sellest, et sündis laps, kellel on kaks isa ja surrogaat-ema?

Ma läksin pärast sinuga kohtumist koju ja langesin õhuaukudesse, tahtsin nutta, oksendada, aga selle asemel vaatasin aknast halli kivimaja ja seda kuidas aeglaselt pimedamaks läks. - Kuni linn oli oranž ja kumas jubedalt.

Paavo Piik “Keti lõpp”

I need to say something. It’s no big secret your mom and I are in hell right now, and… Bottom line is, marriage is hard. Its really fucking hard. Just two people slogging through the shit, year after year, getting older, changing. Its a fucking marathon, okay? So, sometimes, you know, you’re together so long, that you just… You stop seeing the other person. You just see weird projections of your own junk. Instead of talking to each other, you go off the rails and act grubby and make stupid choices, which is what I did. And I feel sick about it because I love you guys, and I love your mom, and that’s the truth. Sometimes you hurt the ones you love the most. I don’t know why. You know, if I read more Russian novels, then… I just wanted to say how sorry I am for what I did. I hope you’ll forgive me eventually. Thank you.

Jules (“The Kids Are All Right” 2010)