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People always make Juliet out to be dumb in Romeo and Juliet, but I think she at least had some sense where Romeo didn't have much of any

  • Romeo:

    I was thinking about this chick earlier who I said I was in love with but now I love that girl over there that is very likely to either belong to my family's enemy or be close with my family's enemy as it is their party I am crashing

  • Juliet:

    I do not like being so young and forced into a relationship with an older man, but oh there's a cute guy more my age over there. And since he's here he must have been invited and is there for a reasonable love match for myself

  • --

  • Romeo:

    We should kiss right now at this party

  • Juliet:

    No that is a super dumb idea

  • Romeo:

    *kisses her anyway*

  • Juliet:

    That was dumb of you

  • --

  • Romeo:

    We should get married right now

  • Juliet:

    We don't know each other. Shouldn't we wait until at least a little time has passed?

  • Romeo:

    Like tomorrow?

  • Juliet:

    Sure, fine.

  • --

  • Juliet:

    We're married now, so we have to try and make things better between our families.

  • Romeo:

    Right.

  • Romeo:

    It seems I have killed your cousin and am now exiled.

  • --

  • Juliet:

    Ok so since Romeo fucked up I'm gonna fix this shit by taking a harmless sleeping liquid. He'll come and get me and we can go away together.

  • Romeo:

    *immediately kills himself*

  • Juliet:

    For fucks sake.

In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn’t cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2:55, when you know you’ve taken all the baths that you can usefully take that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul.
Life, The Universe, and Everything - by Douglas Adams (via hitchhikersguidetothegalaxy)

(Source: skeptikhaleesi)

The Earth.

Visions of it swam sickeningly through his nauseated mind. There was no way his imagination could feel the impact of the whole Earth having gone, it was too big. He prodded his feelings by thinking that his parents and his sister had gone. No reaction. He thought of all the people he had been close to. No reaction. Then he thought of a complete stranger he had been standing behind in the queue at the supermarket two days before and felt a sudden stab- the supermarket was gone, everyone in it was gone. Nelson’s Column had gone! Nelson’s Column had gone and there would be no outcry, because there was no one left to make an outcry. From now on Nelson’s Column only existed in his mind. England only existed in his mind- his mind, stuck here in this dank smelly steel-lined spaceship. A wave of claustrophobia closed in on him.

England no longer existed. He’d got that- somehow he’d got it. He tried again. America, he thought, was gone. He couldn’t grasp it. He decided to start smaller again. New York was gone. No reaction. He’d never seriously believed it existed anyway. The dollar, he thought, has sunk forever. Slight tremor there. Every Bogart movie has been wiped, he said to himself, and that gave him a nasty knock. McDonald’s, he thought. There is no longer any such thing as a McDonald’s hamburger.

He passed out. When he came round a second later he found he was sobbing for his mother.

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (via hitchhikersguidetothegalaxy)

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