December 2011
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That moment in the morning, when your siblings come stumbling out of the bedroom complaining of epic hangover, and you, humming a Smiths song, have already cleaned up last night’s mess, done a load of laundry, and are dressed and ready to go for a run.
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Every time I hear “O Little Town of Bethlehem” I sing…
We raise our glass, You bet yer ass, to …
Finish it for me?
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I’ve got Some news for you Phlegm-bots Have feelings, too
—My Nose
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just to say i love: Hillary on LGBT Rights →
dorothy-snarker:
“(P)rogress comes from being willing to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes. We need to ask ourselves, “How would it feel if it were a crime to love the person I love? How would it feel to be discriminated against for something about myself that I cannot change?” This…
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I had a moment this morning when I was buying coffee and “Georgia On My Mind” was playing, and I sincerely wished the song had been written about Idaho. I suppose I have Built to Spill instead.
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