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Jesse: What you need to do is start a criminal gang of knitters Katrina: MY DREAM my mafia vigilante joy and warmth Kate: Sounds super perfect
Guys, Jesse is so allergic to wool. She’s taking one for the team but guys she’s so allergic. (Somebody take this girl to the hospital tbh)
Guys these are my friends who knit and they are really excellent and that’s pretty much all you need to know.
My guard dog
Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep. You are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone. Maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce–love looks older now, but just as beautiful as you remember. Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit. Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives say, “Welcome, make yourself comfortable.” If love leaves, ask her to leave the door opened behind her. Turn off the music. Listen to the quiet. Whisper, “Thank you for stopping by.”
When Love Arrives by spoken word poets SarahKay and Phil Kaye (via perfect)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdJ6aUB2K4g
