WHEN SOMEONE HELPS YOU AND THEY STRUGGLING TOO, THAT’S NOT HELP THAT’S LOVE
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@ckevinferrera
WHEN SOMEONE HELPS YOU AND THEY STRUGGLING TOO, THAT’S NOT HELP THAT’S LOVE
Be teachable. You’re not always right.
‘Half’ lol
I dream of one day being able to craft characters as vividly and efficiently as Billy Joel in “Piano Man.”
Paul “the real-estate novelist”. Three words! That’s all we need to build a complete picture of this man’s personality and history. And then it just rounds out the picture with “never had time for a wife”.
And we don’t even pause a beat before jumping to the equally vivid tragedy of “Davy who’s still in the navy and probably will be for life.”
And these two are talking together! Because of course they are, these kindred souls stuck in their lives of mediocrity.
The whole song’s nothing but lightning-fast character sketches. The old man whose song is “sad and sweet and knew it complete when I wore a younger man’s clothes.”
John at the bar, so firmly established as cheerful and friendly and exuberant before the 180 turn to “Bill, I believe this is killing me.”
The waitress practicing politics.
Even the businessmen “sharing a drink they call loneliness, but it’s better than drinking alone.”
All these tiny little tragicomic figures gathered around a bar’s piano. Sketched in five minutes and thirty-nine seconds–and that’s counting the choruses and harmonica breaks.
I dunno, I just think about it every time I hear the song and think he deserves more credit for it.
i’m just someone’s weird coworker
i like tumblr more than twitter because the white people on here have never listened to rap music
i mean they've heard a brockhampton song but that's all and they don't know the words and they haven't built their entire internet persona around it. tumblr white people build their internet personas around whichever piece of fantasy media makes them feel the most marginalized and that's just easier to deal with
Hamilton
that's not rap music
Watsky, Lil Dicky, Wax, Daveed Diggs
do you live in the suburbs?
Yeah, why?
Does Kitchen Sink by Twenty Øne Pilots count as rap?
i can’t do this anymore
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imagine slow dancing to this w the girl you love in your kitchen.. pure heaven
this mix will never get old ever ever
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“I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via coral)
5 years ago i was a fucking mess & now i’m a fucking mess but at peace with it and with cooler fashion sense
It sucks that you have to keep yourself busy to feel okay.