May 2013
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thisbrilliantsky:
Ye Olde Days: In Flanders Fields bonjourhistory:
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel...
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Sp I just danced around my kitchen listening to Bach while wearing a long flowy skirt and it was the best thing ever.
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elemesy:
I just want to marry a man who will like taking the kids to the library on Saturday morning and helping them pick out a book and then sit in one of those uncomfortable little chairs in the children’s department and listen to them read a book to him and not laugh at the silly ways they pronounce the words.
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fyjohnnydepp:
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i don’t wanna panic now, but the first pirates of the carribean was 10 years ago
ok, can we panic now?
yes
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“I try to maintain a healthy dose of daydreaming, to remain sane.”
– Florence Welch (via thekookynerd)
“there’s literally nothing stopping you [from doing this thing that costs money]”
– people with money. only people with money (via daxsymbiont) 