bare.
ask.
When Hayley was small she knew what she wanted to do when she grew up: make prettiness, and appreciate love. As she grew from small to tall, she learnt to seek out the prettiness in every day -- that wispy plait running down a girl's back; a low blue sky over a still sea; ethereal, dreamy clouds; ancient buildings with their own stories to tell. She recognised joy on peoples' faces, and surrounded herself with them: faces of lovers, friends, something in between, and strangers. So, she was happy.
(care of ohdanielle.)
(care of ohdanielle.)
heartwarming: copulatedkiss: secondhandjoy: rainydaywomen:
KAT STRATFORD; I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
