When I’m lying in my bed I think about life and I think about death and neither one particularly appeals to me.
- juliet: what's in a name? that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet; so romeo would, were he not romeo call'd, retain that dear perfection which he owes without a--
- romeo: nice nice, so art thou a virgin?
when someone tries to give you basic information about something you’re already obsessed with
if youre attractive and you talk to me first, chances are im very confused