Samantha: So what was it like, being married?
Theodore: There is something that feels so good about sharing your life with somebody…
Let it go, let it go
Fucking hell it is HD I am sweating.
Sometimes there’s a mother. Sometimes there’s a father. Sometimes, there’s a father and a father; and sometimes those fathers are mothers. Sometimes there’s a mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, weird aunties with funny hats, a butler, and old uncles who do nothing but eat rare smelly cheese. And sometimes there’s no one at all…but sometimes, there are boxes. Families come in all shapes and sizes. Even rectangles.
-The BoxTrolls (2014)