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Tove Ditlevsen, from a poem featured in There Lives a Young Girl in Me Who Will Not Die: Selected Poems
Brennan, the comrade that you are.
Brennan: "[As you talk about investing in this town] you can watch as their eyes glaze over a little bit --"
Ally: "'Cause they're not staying."
Brennan: "[...] Some of them are talking about San Francisco or Seattle, other far-flung places. In other words, you guys talk about investing in this town ... I think either the kids are like, 'Cool! I'm a Junior. I've got one year left here.' or even if they're not, they're going like 'how long does it take to make a town good?'
You're watching a little bit of youth, and there's something very beautiful in youth in terms of their aspirations. But I think you can see, in the aspirations of many of these young people, there is a single-minded focus on the personal ambitions of their own life.
I will go to where life is good, and when I get there, I will be deemed worthy, and they will welcome me into the place where life is already good without me having to make it good. It is a cultural point of view that is only too familiar to you where they go, "I don't want to get my hands in this place and make it work. It already works somewhere, and someone will open a door and let me in."
In an under two minute description of college students, he's managed to sum up the entirety of my problem with the all manner of folks who ask why anyone stays in a red state when they could leave.
Because I put my hands in!
˙ʇɐqʇᴉnɹɟ ɐ ǝɯoɔǝq oʇ pǝpᴉɔǝp ǝʌ,I
I love dandelions!
*puts a dandelion in your hair*
Reblog to put a dandelion in prev's hair
imagine having a little garden where you grow strawberries for your cakes and cucumbers for your sandwiches and you have tea with your partner every midmorning. you plant each other’s favorite flowers and give each other bouquets. thats the life.
me when my disabilities disable me:
It is so wack
my favorite genre of bird picture
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No bond stronger than a disabled girl and her disabled cat
“Cotton” is a perfect little opossum camouflaging as a perfect little white cloud.
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absolutely could not live with myself if i did not share this with all of you:
The chewerrrrrrs
artistic rendition of how my cat fell asleep this morning
hmm... *gets in evil bed and holds my evil stuffed animal* evil night.. *turns off my fucked up evil lamp*
how it started vs how it's going