I Feel Love......

I'm gonna tell you about love
Let's forget your life

Forget your problems
Administration, bills and loans
Come with me..

In the evidence of it's brilliance

In the demonstration of this evidence
Some have called it religion
This is not a coincidence
Would you like to try


Connect to the sky
Future lovers ride
They're in mission style
Would you like to try

Let me be your guide
Cut inside your pride
Future lovers hide
Love inside their eyes

In the evidence of it's brilliance

Love controlled by time
Future lovers shine
For eternity
In a world that's free

Put away your past

Love will never last
If you're holding on
To a dream that's gone

I'm gonna tell you about love
Would you like to try

In the evidence of it's brilliance

There's no love like the future love

Come with me



In the evidence of it's brilliance

I feel love I feel loveee......

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David Sedaris..

'Σιχαίνομαι τη φράση "Βγαίνω απο το ντουλάπι"και τον τρόπο που χρησιμοποιείται για οτιδήποτε έχει σχέση με ομοφυλόφιλους. Όταν ακούω αυτή την έκφραση βγάζω σπυράκια. Αν κάποιοι "Βγαίνουν απο το ντουλάπι" μπορούν κάποιοι άλλοι να "μπουν'? Μπορούμε να πούμε οτι κάποιος βρίσκεται "δίπλα στο ντουλάπι" ή "πάνω απο το ντουλάπι" ;

' Πρέπει να έλειπα ατο τη χώρα όταν πήραν την απόφαση γι' αυτήν τη σημαία. Σιχαίνομαι τις ρίγες του ουράνιου τόξου΄.

Dance With Me...

Nouvelle Vague

Let's dance little stranger
Show me secret sins
Love can be like bondage
Seduce me once again

Burning like an angel
Who has heaven in reprieve
Burning like the voodoo man
With devils on his sleeve

Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Like an apparition
You don't seem real at all
Like a premonition
Of curses on my soul

The way I want to love you
Well it could be against the law
I've seen you in a thousand minds
You've made the angels fall

Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Come on little stranger
There's only one last dance
Soon the music's over
Let's give it one more chance

Won't you dance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Take a chance with me
In my world of fantasy
Won't you dance with me
Ritual fertility

Queer As Folk..

Do anything, Say anything, Fuck anything.
No excuses, No apologies, No regrets"

“I don't believe in love, I believe in fucking. It's honest, it's efficient--you get in and out with a maximum of pleasure and a minimum of bullshit.




”So are you coming or going? Or coming and the going? Or coming and
staying?"

"I want you safe. I want you around for a long time."

If I Only Could..

Running Up That Hill

Placebo

It doesn't hurt me.
You want to feel, how it feels?
You want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You want to hear about the deal I'm making.
You, You and me

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
Get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There's a thunder in our hearts, baby

So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, (If I only could, be running up that hill)
You and me (If I only could, be running up that hill)
You and me, won't be unhappy

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could


Come on, baby, come on, come on, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
Come on angel, come on, come on, darling,
Let's exchange the experience

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.

If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill
If I only could, be running up that hill

Talking About Love Is Like Dancing About Architecture. .

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Keenan: What did I ever do to deserve you?
Joan: Usually that line is screamed at me by someone running out the door, not by someone standing in front of me and staying. It makes for a nice change.

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Keenan: I can't stop thinking about you.
Joan: I love conversations that start with the guy saying "I can't stop thinking about you." Mind you I've never actually been on the receiving end of any of those conversations...
Keenan: Just looking at you makes me happy.
Joan: I have - I have to sit down.
[almost knocks over the chair sitting down]
Keenan: When we're together, whether or not I show it, I just can't wait to hear the next words out of your mouth. But right now I need to ask you to do something for me.
Joan: Anything.
Keenan: Shut up.

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Joan: When was having sex or not having sex not a problem?

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Keenan: You're terrific, sensational really, but I'm not right for you.

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Joan: Blanche can look at you with a gaze of unflappable superiority that springs from total detachment and disinterest... not unlike how you're looking at me know.

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Keenan: That's the ugliest cat I've ever seen.
Joan: She's an angel.
Keenan: She only has one eye.
Joan: Yeah, but it's her good one.

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Joan: The lad doesn't say much and when he does, he finds just the right words to crush my soul.

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Keenan: This... isn't anything. It's not anything now and it won't be anything ever.
Joan: WOW. Message received, end of date.


Joan: What, is that a rhetorical question? Why is my life so complicated? Gee, I don't know. Why is your life so fucking simple?

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Mark: Let's play a game
Mildred: Okay, want me to get a pack of cards?
Mark: Not that kind of game.
Mildred: Okay, what?
Mark: Tell me something that I don't know.
Mildred: What do you mean?
Mark: You know something I wouldn't have known about you.
Mildred: Oh I don't know...
Mark: Please, mom.
Mildred: Okay.
[pauses for about 2 seconds]
Mildred: Well, I never loved your father.
Mark: [totally shocked] What?
Mildred: I never did.
Mark: Wow, your really good at this.
Mildred: Truth be told when he died, I felt relieved more than anything else.
Mark: [still totally shocked] Gee Mom, don't hold anything back.


hell of a way for you to find out.
Mildred: Find out what?
Mark: Well, that I'm gay for one thing... come on, you never suspected?
Mildred: You were always so good at sports.
[They laugh]
Mildred: So what's the other thing?
Mark: What other thing?
Mildred: You said "that I'm gay for one thing" so what's the other thing?
Mark: That I'm dying.

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Meredith: I don't deal with passion well.
Trent: Maybe you don't like that loss of control. You prefer to be the director, telling everyone what to do.
Meredith: It's pretty painfully obvious, isn't it.
Trent: Somewhat painful, yes... You know there's something to find out about me.
Meredith: What's that?
Trent: That I take direction pretty well.

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Hugh: I'm better at all these lies I've manufactured than I am at the ones I'm living.

Everyone Saw The Beauty, No One Saw The Pain..

Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above.

Dear book, this is another day in my life. A life is like a book. A book is like a box. A box has six sides. Inside and outside, so, how do you get to what's inside? How do you get what's inside, out? Once upon a time, there lived a very pretty girl, who lived in a beautiful box, and everybody loved her.

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I know. Life is so disappointing. Here you are. You have arrived. You are here. This is your moment. What do you have? You have pain. You have everything. What do you have? You have nothing. Everything is right, or everything is wrong. It's disappointing, it's confusing. This is life. What can we do?

I'd tell them that you don't have to be anybody. Because I'd know that being somebody doesn't make you anybody anyway.


Linda:I'm checking to see if you need to be tweezed.
Gia Carangi: I'm tweezed.
Linda: I'm Linda.

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Gia Carangi: Where are you going?
Linda: You don't have any clothes on.
Gia Carangi: Don't change the subject.

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Linda: I have a boyfriend.
Gia Carangi: So?
Linda: So?
Gia Carangi: Yeah, so?
Linda: So, I have to go.
Gia Carangi: "I have to go," "I have to go," where the fuck does everybody go when they have to go?

Linda:Behold, the florist.

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Gia Carangi: You were the one, you were the only one, and you were amazing!!!

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This Is Your Life and It's Ending One Minute At a Time.

Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite (or same) sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned..
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