Don't you see the starlight?
Don't you dream impossible things?
I hate when people ask questions during movies like do you not understand that the movie purposly doesn’t tell you things in order to build suspense
"Who are they?" "What’s going on?" I DON’T KNOW, I HAVE BEEN WATCHING THE FILM AT THE SAME TIME AS YOU, I DID NOT WRITE THE FUCKING SCRIPT.
Twilight fanfiction: Emancipation Proclamation.
"“I do… love you, Edward.” The moment the words rolled from her lips I felt that fucking swell in my chest stronger than ever before. My heart was pounding erratically and I felt like it was going to fucking explode. The feelings were so intense they almost hurt. I remembered hearing my dad tell my Aunt Esme once that he loved my mother so much that it physically hurt, but that it was a good hurt, and I didn’t fucking understand what he meant by that but I got it now. Because there was a pain in my chest, originating right in the middle of my heart, but it wasn’t a bad pain. It was the greatest pain I‘d ever felt."