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All dogs are therapy dogs. The majority of them are just freelancing.
“Love of mine, someday you will die But I’ll be close behind and I’ll follow you into the dark No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a sparkIf heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied And illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs If there’s no one beside you when your soul embarks Then I’ll follow you into the dark”
–Death Cab for Cutie
a birthday by w.s. merwin
Something continues and I don’t know what to call it though the language is full of suggestions in the way of language but they are all anonymous and it’s almost your birthday music next to my bones
these nights we hear the horses running in the rain it stops and the moon comes out and we are still here the leaks in the roof go on dripping after the rain has passed smell of ginger flowers slips through the dark house down near the sea the slow heart of the beacon flashes
the long way to you is still tied to me but it brought me to you I keep wanting to give you what is already yours it is the morning of the mornings together breath of summer oh my found one the sleep in the same current and each waking to you
when I open my eyes you are what I wanted to see.
december days
11. There are never any leftovers.
The news is 🚮🔥 full stop.
We have been watching a ton of GBBO/TGBBS as a general palate cleanser and it is delightful.
“your full name without an E,F,R,S,K,I,M,L,C,A,Y,N”
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hop obts
Literally just my initials, JV.
T. Just T.
““Be with someone who is proud of you, someone you can laugh with, someone who listens to you, understands you, who treats you well and makes you a priority.””
— Brigitte Nicole
I constantly go between “thank you for putting up with me” and “you’re welcome for enriching your life with my greatness”
Vorfreude.
Things we all need.
A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
A question mark walks into a bar?
Two quotation marks “Walk into” a bar.
A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to drink.
The bar was walked into by a passive voice.
Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They drink. They leave.
THANKS FOR TEACHING ME THINGS THAT ENGLISH CLASS HAS FAILED TO ACKNOWLEDGE
More, please.
An Oxford comma walks into a bar. It orders a pint of beer, some snacks, and a shot.
A split infinitive used to often walk into a bar.
There is a bar which a preposition-ended sentence walked into.
An emphatic copula did walk into a bar.
A present subjunctive walked into a bar hoping that he be able to order a drink.
A typo walks into a bra
My life has had no greater joy than knowing elephants think I’m cute
Active voice: I loved your book
Passive voice: Your book was loved
Passive-aggressive voice: I love how you felt the need to write a book
when someone loves you - really loves you - treat them gently. text your best friend back when you can. tell your mother you noticed her haircut and that she was right about that recipe. tell your grandfather that the boats in his bottles are the best things you’ve ever seen. be good to the people who are good to you. it’s the least you can do.
😂🤣😂 yes
which phoebe are you today?
Pisces: You don’t have to do anything special to deserve a life that’s good and bright and full of surprise. You don’t have to prove yourself better than anyone else to deserve a rest when you’re tired and food when you’re hungry. Even when you feel finished, even when you feel sour, you deserve this full human life. Try to remind yourself of this, this week, until your belief in your own life feels as real as the rocks on the ground, as real as the bark on the trees.
Madame Clairevoyant: Horoscopes for the Week of August 28