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reminder if any of these quotes have typos thats literally on u lmao i know how to spell (also please just dont mention grammatical errors in general thanks 🥱)


you darling little idiots. its okay to hurt.


mulder: dana, after all you’ve seen, after all the evidence, why can’t you believe? scully: i’m afraid. i’m afraid to believe.


fushiguro: i don’t want to let him die. gojo: your personal feelings? fushiguro: yes.’


werewolf bar mitzvah, spooky scary, boy becoming men, men becoming wolves!


i gaze into, your eyes of blue (Oo, oo)(Oo, oo), but their beauty, is not for me (Ee, ee). you're thinkin' of, someone who's gone (Oh, oh)(Oh, oh). you're dreamin' of, the one you really love


y’know, its kinda embarrasing to say this, but i’m really glad i met you


goodbye until tomorrow, goodbye till i recall how to breathe, and i have been waiting, i have been waiting for you


i will stand in the dark for you. i will hold you back by force. i will stand here right outside your door. i won't see you disgraced. i will protect your name and your heart. because i miss my friend


jughead: (hoarse) betty, i think i’m gay.


and i add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things.


if you want to die, then go some place far away from me to do it please...i've had enough of watching people die in front of my eyes.


atsushi: i won’t forgive you akutagawa: neither will i.


buffy: i kind of love you.


my brothers an ex-scott, an ex-human being. but he’s still my brother.


but i don’t want to let him die!


syl: come out anyway. stop hiding, kaladin. be!


danny l harle, lil data/what's your number?/i'd love to friend ya


it was boris i missed, the whole impulsive mess of him: gloomy, reckless, hot-tempered, appallingly thoughtless. boris pale and pasty, with his shoplifted apples and his russian-language novels, gnawed-down fingernails and shoelaces dragging in the dust.


giles: it’s dreadful anya: it’s like communism.


more than anything i was relieved that in my babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state i'd stopped myself from blurting the thing i'd never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying out loud to him in the street - which was, of course, i love you


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