That's all there is to life. Just a little laugh. A little tear.
(Source: , via change-ling)
I don’t know why I’m so picky when it comes to women. When I mean picky, I don’t mean like “physically picky” aka shallow. I love women of all shapes and sizes! It’s just that I’m really picky when it comes to personality and interests I suppose. Like if you were to tell me that Leonardo di Caprio is your favorite actor and that he is the greatest actor of the modern era and deserves an oscar, there is a good chance that I will not fuck you! Not only that, but people who don’t like horror films put me off too… Like you don’t have to watch “A Serbian Film” or “Salo” or “Cannibal Holocaust,” but if you dislike horror films in general it comes of as really closed minded and I can’t stand close minded people. There are too many close minded gals out there (at least the ones I know). At the same time, I should probably get to know the gals I know better, but at the same time they are not inviting any flaming interest for me to do so at the moment. And there are some gals that I know which I do have a flaming interest in, but I don’t want to know another close minded person, you know? Maybe I’m trying too hard. I’m just going to go with the flow for now on and do more dating and less thinking. Who knows, that gal is probably hiding the personality that will attract me under a facade because women have two faces: the one with make up and the one without it.
I’m going to bed.
Gable and Harlow
|british:||american people are so annoying|
|chinese:||american people are so annoying|
|mexicans:||american people are so annoying|
|french:||american people are so annoying|
|americans:||we are so annoying|
|canadians:||I fucking love maple syrup|
|australians:||we can do your accent but none of you assholes can do ours AHAHAHAHA|
La Vie Parisienne
Illustration by George Pavis