And honestly the books aren't even that exciting: he's currently reading about the Assyrian empire & I'm in the English medieval church systems. We're so boring and I'm so proud of our fake selves for being all we can never be.
I kinda love when my dad takes me on business dinners, like just the 2 of us and the customers, cause we're both FAKE NICE AS HELL and mom's not there to feel ashamed in front of & I just love knowing I inherited my customer service personality & didn't make this monster up alone
Like we're both so quiet ALL DAY cause we hate talking & then for 2 hours we're cracking jokes, smiling, laughing out loud, having others ROLLING... Then we get back home and sit in the same room all stone-faced not saying a word for 3 hours while we read
Also, not trying to justify everything Chris Pratt is or says--let's just please stop using "but they're hypocrites!" as an excuse to invalidate someone's faith, when that's actually the whole point of Christianity. Everyone's messed up, & a hypocrite. That's why we need Jesus.
Who's gonna tell people going against Chris Pratt based on a headline that pretty much EVERY Christian/church is against divorce? Chris Pratt is almost certainly also v much against divorce. People aren't perfect, that's LITERALLY the gospel.
Got in a @RichardAyoade mood and went into THREE (3) B&Ns looking for his "The Grip of Film." Don't panic, I've now online ordered, but am daily losing faith in American bookstores.
listen, you can either date someone local or you can start a passionate correspondence with a gardener’s daughter who sews her own dresses and sends you locks of her hair inside a book of poems and dies of a light cough the weekend you were supposed to meet.
Ladyes yf he:
-Mighte be a giaunt but ys probablye just verye tall
-Entreth the hall on horseback at the last minute
-Ys clad entirely yn greene
-Also he ys greene
-Also hys horse ys greene
-Yt doth bear repeatinge: greene
He ys nat thy man he ys the Greene Knighte
For love ys so auncient a worde
And love dareth thee to care
For the folk
On the brink of the nighte
And love asketh yow
To chaungen yower waye of
Caringe for owerselves
Thys ys ower last daunse
Thys ys owerselves
Undir pressure
Ladyes yf he
-ys alwayes goinge to anothir countrye
-ys obsessid wyth treasure
-doth brag constantlye about havinge the strengthe of thirtye peple
-hath slayne Grendel
He nys nat thy man. He ys the famouslye flawed hero Beowulf.