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Girl you know we ain't gonna win in Qatar, the last 3 weeks have proven brits don't do well in the sun
olivia, you gotta stop ruining my hopes and dreams lmao
“If you were born after 1994 and youre ugly its bc god got lazy after harry styles” I have no words
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guys my orchestra is actually falling apart and in shambles right now idk what to do that’s my family hello
"[It was] enough that someone had said something, anything, to dispel for a couple of hours that undefined but very real sense of frustration which oppresses these “liberals”—who believe in their innermost being that salvation comes from saying something, and who yet find themselves somehow without anything very relevant to say."
Robert Warshow, "The Liberal Conscience in The Crucible," 1953
why is this in my drafts
“This is all deeply weird,” I say to Anton, and he shrugs. “It’s Russia,” he replies. “A theater where the play is rewritten every day. And the cast change roles mid-performance.” “So what role are you playing right now?” “A small but necessary one. A spear carrier. And what about you, Mrs. Polastri?” “Given that you’ve tried to have me killed three times now, I think you can probably call me Eve, don’t you?” “Very well.” He pauses as a waiter pours wine into his glass. “So, Eve, may I ask you, how does it feel to be running with the hounds rather than the hare?” “To be honest, I was hoping to avoid the hunt altogether.” “Too late. You left that option behind you when you murdered Asmat Dzabrati.” He smiles. “Yes, we know all about that.” “I see.” The stitches in my back are throbbing angrily. The wound feels raw and jagged. “You think you’re different from the rest of us, Eve, but you’re not.”
Luke Jennings, Killing Eve: Die for Me
Goodness cannot be assessed of a person who has never held power. Anyone can be good when they are small and uncomfortable. Who you are when you're comfortable and in control is the measure of your goodness.