Its funny, with me, I will spend the majority of my time longing, wanting, and creating an idea of someone in my mind. I become obsessed with this idea, so much so that they begin to enter my dreams, lusty in my thoughts, and utterly inescapable. Yet, once I have this person, tangible and within reach; I lose interest. It is as if my loneliness has entered my subconscious and has given me a way to fill the void. I am in love with the idea of love, and I am concerned this will hinder my ability to truly love.
— Veronica Mars (via youxth)
when you ask guys if they think another guy is good looking and they’re like ‘haha i don’t know i’m not gay’ like alright you moron i just wanted to know if you thought he was attractive not if you’d fuck him up the ass