Guys can you imagine next year at the Oscars, when the Hobbit just fucking destroys everything in its path and wins everything, there will be Martin Freeman standing in the wreckage.
And with eyes aflame he will look into the camera, raise the statue triumphantly and scream
‘FUCK YOU I WON AN OSCAR’
And in the corner Leonardo DiCaprio will weep bitter tears and rock back and forth.
I feel defective. I don’t think I actually know how to trust another human being and I don’t even think that’s something you can learn.
The captains got his boots on and he’s heading out the door, leaving his lady alone thinkin’, “He don’t love me no more.” He’s done with all this bullshit, he’s going back to war. If heaven is as heaven does then this is hell for sure.
And on the worst days, when it feels like life weighs ten thousand tonnes. She’s got her cowboy boots and car keys on the bed stand so she can always run. She can get up, shower and in half an hour she’d be gone.