Well I guess I had to share Dean in high school too…
When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it. Oh, when you used to sing it to sleep. Here are your upturned hands. Give them to him and watch how he prays like he is learning his first words. Start by pulling him out of another fire, and putting him back together with the pieces you find on the floor. There is so much to forgive, but you do not know how to forget. When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you are the reason it has become so mangled.
Here’s what you’ve lost sight of, John..
We work with cute men all the time. Fandango is cute. I mean I hate to say it, we check out guys in short shorts all the time.
"When we finally got to our seats, my dad was like ‘gosh I’m sorry. I tried my best’. I told him ‘it’s fine. I’m going to be in that ring one day so you’ll have the best seat in the house."
The menace of the years finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
I thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul.
— I N V I C T U S | William Ernest Henley