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"honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago" emiliya, collecting art here;
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“I’m happy sometimes. When I’m feeling loved, you know? When I walk home and my husband is there and he’s so happy to see me. I was really hesitant about getting married. My parents had a bad marriage. So my husband had to talk me into it. And I mean, he had to really push. But it’s been 40 years, and it gets better all the time. Because you grow closer together when you go through things. You understand each other more. I’ll tell you some basic things about him. He’s very, very bright. He’s always reading. He’s always learning new things and he loves to share them with me. He gets really happy when I’m happy. That’s really a big deal, you know? I mean; it really makes him happy. When I’m happy. You can see it. Just the way he looks at me. Other people can see it, but I can certainly see it. And I can feel it. He really cares, you know? That’s not something you can just put on. I’ll give you an example. It was very hard for me to get pregnant. And when our son Brian was born, he was less than three pounds. Went down to two and a half pounds. And Paul was at the hospital every day. By my side the whole time. Every single moment; it was just like absolutely unbelievable. I didn’t have to ask him: can you be there? He was just there. Because he cared. Not everyone has that. I’m really very fortunate. I have someone who cares. What more could you want, you know?”
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love is so real. especially when it makes me feel like a little bird that survived a drowning
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transparent Couple with Their Heads Full of Clouds by Salvador Dali (1936)
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“It was summer. I didn’t feel like saying anything. I felt as if I were going along some road of inexpressible sorrow.”
— Takuboku Ishikawa, from “Romaji Diary & Sad Toys,” published c. 1985
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me explaining why giant room-sized supercomputers are hot: it’s like, the power of having such an advanced brain combined with the vulnerability of having your innards and controls on display and accessible to the trusted people who are allowed to work with you. plus the inherent pathos of being so large and complex but unable to move.
my job interviewer: okay, that’s all fascinating, but do you have any programming experience?
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anybody else enjoy creating their dream home on pinterest on a sunday evening
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end of the year asks!
1. most homicidal moment 2. weirdest dream 3. favorite gerard way outfit 4. most haunted place you went 5. best little treat purchased 6. ninth song on your spotify wrapped 7. scariest bug you saw 8. worst haircut 9. halloween costume 10. time you came closest to levitating
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There’s a world you’re living in, no one else has your part.
Vintage knife circa 1919, newly engraved.
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Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
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Vladimir Mayakovsky, from ‘Lilichka (Instead of a letter)’ featured in Backbone Flute: Selected Poetry Of Vladimir Mayakovsky
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