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via complexgirl (originally ivemovedtoanotherblog-deactivat)
ivemovedtoanotherblog-deactivat:
SAWYER: I know your type.
KATE: I’m not so sure.
SAWYER: Yeah. I’ve been with girls like you.
KATE: No girl’s exactly like me.
via miel-y-incendio (originally shhhhjustcome-deactivated201102)
When someone asks you to do something and you get entirely ready to go out and they cancel at the last minute
BITCH, I SHOWERED FOR YOU.
via tear-of-a-phoenix (originally effingluck-blog)
via miel-y-incendio (originally lawyerupasshole-deactivated2011)
THE CLUB CAN’T EVEN HANDLE ME RIGHT NOW
via quinnieberry-blog (originally felldowntherabbithole-deactivat)
via satans-testicle (originally satans-testicle)
via callmebrandon (originally innocentaccusations-blog)
via satans-testicle (originally satans-testicle)
via hippieskank-blog (originally laiscoutinho)
RYAN: What are you doing paying your gay friend Roger to pretend he’s in love with you?
TAYLOR: Well, what if I did? What if I did rent a homosexual for the evening? And pay him with rare collectibles from Asian cinema? What difference does it make for you?
RYAN: It’s a little strange.
TAYLOR: Well, so am I. Which is why you ran away from me last night.
RYAN: No, it wasn’t because you’re strange.
TAYLOR: You don’t find me strange?
RYAN: No, I do, but it’s not why I took off. Look, I’m not really ready for a relationship right now. Or a girlfriend.
TAYLOR: Girlfriend? Cart, horse. Aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself there? Well, I mean, just because I wanna use your body as a jungle gym… doesn’t mean that we have to get married.
RYAN: I see.
TAYLOR: My divorce papers aren’t even dry yet. Look, you’re a sweet, smart, great guy, Ryan Atwood. And hot. Did I mention hot? So whatever happens, happens.
RYAN: Taylor, that’s—
TAYLOR: Normal? Yeah. I have my moments. […] You know, this is my first high school bash. Have you ever played Seven Minutes in Heaven?The O.C., 4.06 The Summer Bummer.