He is like a fantasy. The inevitability of his escape is most likely his most attractive feature. He submits to the silences without a struggle; I go under shrugging and sighing, finally overcome by the sheer weight of the pause-turned-lull-turned-way-of-life. Silence speaks louder than words—it screams, ‘BORING!’ He’s boring and tries to make it look more like a decision than an accident.
I cannot believe that Carrie Fisher, despite being 19 years old and slammed in the vortex of an affair with an in-his-prime Harrison Ford, still had the sharpness for this BRUTAL HARRISON FORD BURN in her TEENAGE DIARY (via sashayed)
“I keep my wick lit for my daughter, for my mother, brother – for my entire family – and for each friend I’ve made with both hands, one heart, two moods, and a head crammed with memory.” – Carrie Fisher