willing suspension of disbelief.

Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird!

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Ancelotti finally cracked a smile

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Lately been obsessed with 'All My Loving' out of nowhere

Also, George and Paul harmonizing in the live versions have me HOOKED

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No but - that part in 'To Autumn', where Keats writes - "Where art the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too." - it always ends up making me tear up a bit, I won't lie. It's so simple, yet so beautiful. It's as if he's not just speaking to Autumn - he's actually speaking to me. And to every single person who has ever felt like they're not good enough. It's an assurance, a gentle reminder that even when you feel like someone else has far more to offer than you do, you're needed. And that you're good enough. In your own way.

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My first ever Tumblr post lol guess I'm ready to start yapping