Anonymous said: dating advice?
everybody is an enormous waste of time
After today, I no longer look at you
as though you were a
car on fire. It’s sad really, the way we
lose faith in one another and in wooden bridges.
I think of you now, like I think of the Mona Lisa.
Beautiful, but overrated. Small.
Yet who am I to make this comparison?
I have never been to Paris,
have never looked her in the eyes.
These days I could say the same about you.
It’s sad really, the way we place our expectations
onto each other, the way we ask wooden bridges to
hold us up without offering anything in return.
The way we look into another persons eyes,
and think, “That’s it?”
written by Louis C.K. (via kissmedisease)