"I am homesick, but when I think of home, I think of her."
— writeawayfromhere
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something in the way she moves
attracts me like no other lover
I dont wanna leave her now, you know I believe and how
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Per lei
Ti penso,
Più di quanto vorrei,
Più di quanto dovrei.
Ti penso anche se appartieni ad un'altra.
Ti penso in modi dolci e in modi proibiti.
Dovrei smettere di pensarti.
Potresti chiedere al mondo di smetterla di ricordarmi di te?
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what if you led a revolution against a corrupt dystopian corporation and i was your bodyguard and then i fell in love with you as i fought harder to protect you... and we were both girls
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“Someone will remember us
I say
even in another time”
//Sappho, Fragment 147
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Dick: I don't know why people think I'm bisexual.
Selina: Wait, are you not bisexual?
Dick: No.
Tim: Well then why are you sitting like that?
Dick, sat in a ridiculous position: What?
Selina: You're sitting very bisexual-ly.
Dick: That- that's not a thing.
Tim: Also, the way you greet people is super bi.
Selina: Wait, how does he greet people?
Dick: *finger guns* Howdy.
Selina: Oh my god, that's so bi.
Dick: They're not real guns.
Tim: That's not- Wait, are you wearing a NASA shirt?
Dick: What's gay about NASA?
Tim: Nothing's gay about NASA.
Selina: But a lot is bi about NASA.
Tim: Specifically the apparel.
Selina: More specifically the people wearing the apparel.
Tim: *nods*
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Y/n, gardening: Hey, can you bring me a hoe?
Wanda: Yeah, sure.
*A few minutes later*
Wanda: Here you go.
Y/n:
Wanda:
Natasha: Why am I here?
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Matt Reeves has the potential to give us the funniest comedic duo with Martinez and Bruce.
Martinez, bored out of his mind, sipping on his Barbie ice coffee: Gun to your head, would you rather kiss Joker or Riddler?
Bruce, who wanted a barbie drink too but was too awkward to order: Gun to my head? Pull the trigger
Martinez: wh E E Z E
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Robin: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.
Eddie: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.
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Natasha: *Bursting into the kids’s room*
Natasha: Who wants to make 5 bucks?
Billy: How?
Natasha: I need someone to take the fall.
Wanda, from outside: Oh my god…
Tommy: What did you do??
Natasha: I can’t tell you. Yes or no, no questions asked.
Wanda: Oh. My. GOD!
Y/n: …Make it 10.
Nat, sigh in relief: Done. *opens the door*
Wanda: OH MY GOD?!!!
Nat, turns to Y/n: You’re a good daughter.
Nat, drags her by the collar: I got her honey! I got her, don’t worry!
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