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You will never make a shitpost better than Alex Ovechkin’s actual real life commercials.
i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy
“A dozen seconds left to go, Coyotes will chip it out. Here’s Yandle- one final chance in overtime. Yandle to the net.. HE SCORES! KEITH YANDLE! USA! YANDLE WINS IT IN OVERTIME!” -Matthew McConnell’s call on Yandle’s breakaway goal with 6.5 seconds remaining in OT
Yandle and Murphy try Canadian candy for the first time. (Spoiler alert: Yands hates it.)
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
I still want to take a nap in the kotatsu, so please don't clean it up.
ぼくはまだこたつで昼寝したいので、こたつを片付けないでね。
Managed to get a glimpse of Bridget beans today for Toe Bean Tuesday!