#over

That's when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn't enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough. ↗

— Jenny Han

#love #lovers #relationships #love

What was that you gave me to eat?" Winter panicked. A Filler Crisp," Clover said, his eyes seventy percent concerned and thirty percent mischievous. ↗

— Obert Skye

#food #funny #geth #hungry #winter

[Clover] secretly hitched a ride with a nice German couple and their new baby...Clover appeared to the baby, so as to be a delightful, soothing surprise. Well, the child did like Clover. In fact, she held him and cooed. When the parents turned around to look at her and saw their child holding a furry, living creature, they needlessly panicked. ↗

— Obert Skye

#food #funny #geth #hungry #winter

I’m building a hot air balloon out of my love for you. I’m starting with the hot air, and then I’m going to surround that with saran wrap, because after all, I’m only using leftovers.
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— Jarod Kintz

#hot-air-balloon #leftovers #love #saran-wrap #food

[Government] regulation is an imperfect substitute for the accountability, and trust, built into a market in which food producers meet the gaze of eaters and vice versa. ↗

— Michael Pollan

#food #government #politics #trust #food

I like to get to-go boxes at restaurants where not only did I not eat in, but apparently their patrons didn’t either, judging by how much food they left on their plates.
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— Jarod Kintz

#eat #food #leftovers #plates #restaurants

The Nationals tried hard to recover the lost ground. The final result, however, was the success of the Forest Citys by a score of 29 to 23 in a nine innings game, twice interrupted by rain. ↗

— Henry Chadwick

#forest #game #ground #hard #however

It took me a while to realize that I was beginning to flirt with her. The food must have been poisoned. ↗

— Justin Villanueva

#lovers-quarrels #food

Then the long nights, that were also days, in the hospital. And the long blanks, that were also nights. Needles, and angled glass rods to suck water through. Needles, and curious enamel wedges slid under your middle. Needles, and - needles and needles and needles. Like swarms of persistent mosquitoes with unbreakable drills. The way a pincushion feels, if it could feel. Or the target of a porcupine. Or a case of not just momentary but permanently endured static electricity after you scuff across a woolen rug and then put your finger on a light switch. Even food was a needle - a jab into a vein... ("For The Rest Of Her Life") ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#needles #recovery #surgery #food

I was once attacked by a Federal park. But due to governmental inefficiencies, I had to report it to highway patrol.
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— Jarod Kintz

#funny #government #humor #inefficient #food