Seth: You know something, don’t you?
Ryan: No. No, I don’t. Don’t ask me.
Seth: Dude, I’m a man in a desert, I am dying of thirst and you have a Thermos full of Kool-aid, come on, give me a sip!

--- the oc

& we'll discover new music together.
we'll call it our band. & nobody else will know about it.
we'll fall in love while listening to it druing long drives, while squeezing eachother's hands to the beat

They'll pass eachother in the halls
and they'll both exchange glances
but don't speak to eachother because
they're both afraid of taking chances