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LA bound. NashVegas Bud heavy and smoked turkey. Yeehaw.
What’s with people calling Budweiser “Bud heavy” now? It’s weird.
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Rainer Maria Rilke, "Autumn Day"
Lord: it is time. The summer was immense.
Lay your long shadows on the sundials,
and on the meadows let the winds go free.Command the last fruits to be full;
give them just two more southern days,
urge them on to completion and chase
the last sweetness into the heavy wine.Who has no house now, will never build one.
Who is alone now, will long remain so,
will stay awake, read, write long letters
and will wander restlessly up and down
the tree-lines streets, when the leaves are drifting.Posted by Wesley Hill.
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Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.
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My Update
I checked your Facebook today and your ‘about me’ said you were really happy. I was overyjoyed and terribly depressed to hear it.
I’m terrified of this feeling.
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cliché breakup post
I lost my love last night.
She decided we were too different to ever have any sort of lasting relationship. It caught me very off guard. I thought she was happy; she told me she was happy. She’s always said that our differences were deep. Our respective sets of parents are pretty different in lifestyle and philosophy, which obviously molded our worldviews and personalities. I love her parents (and her little brother). Spending time with them was very rewarding and challenging at the same time. The same goes for spending time with Emma. She pushes me like no one else, but isn’t cruel or harsh while doing so. She expected things from me. Apparently, she expected things that I couldn’t deliver all the time. I am still very much in love with her; more than anything or anyone else I’ve ever known. She’s deeply hurt me, but all I want is for her to love me again. I know she still loves me, but it’s not the same. It’s not the same kind of expectant, excited-for-the-future love that we had before this.
We are still kind of working through things right now. There were a few moments where I wanted to do a clean break off of our relationship; no more being friends at all, no more hanging out or doing homework together or anything. But I couldn’t do it. I can’t lose the girl I love and my best friend simultaneously. I think this week will be extremely illuminating for both of us, emotionally. It will for me, anyways. I’m in one of the most vulnerable positions of my entire life and I need to learn how to handle myself. I’m just starting a bunch of new classes, trying to find a routine for the semester, and then this happens. It’s not easy and it’s not fun. But it will be something to propel me forward to be a better, more reliable and stable person. That said, all I want is to kiss Emma.
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Thursday the 16th of July is the 58th anniversary of Catcher In The Rye’s publication. I think Catcher In The Rye is one of those books where if you still like it once you finish university you’ve made some pretty bad mistakes and probably do not have a good life.
Riaz M (via syntheticpubes)
look, there’s no way that this book should hold emotional appeal for someone over the age of 18 unless it’s for nostalgia’s sake (and even then.. really?). i’m sorry, i just can’t stand the level of love this book gets in the world.
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Trust me, this Sarah Palin resigning story is going to get crazy. No one with a narcissistic personality disorder buries something like this on a holiday weekend if the reasoning isn’t going to be devestating for her.Also, it is a little weird that her tweet claims “this is in Alaska’s best interest.” I understand what the implied context is, but there is something about that phrasing that makes it sound like Alaska will be better off without Palin running it at all, not just in her “lame duck” state.
She’s obvz preggos.
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Achewood mastered the art of being both sentimental and funny and absurd back when it was first getting started. This entire comic arc, which is fairly late Achewood, still moves me more than any other comic I can think of, save perhaps the dead bird comic of Calvin & Hobbes. The finale to this whole sequence was incredible.
Also, this was the arc where I realized that Frida Kahlo’s eyebrow was a funnier punchline than anything I’ve come up with in my entire life. I still crack up at that comic.
I am still in the first few months of Achewood, slowly working my way through the old strips, but I am already beginning to see these things throughout. It’s really a beautifully written comic strip. Highly recommended.
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