I need to get back on my workout grind.
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If you didn’t learn to have fun all by yourself as a child, then your childhood probably sucked.
I’m in love with your amazingness. And you.
I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.
like crazy (2011) ; dir. drake doremus
For Clare.
I love you Dipwad.
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Who will love you?
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Kids know best.
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I re-melt every time. When I start to lose faith in love I watch these and am comforted that love truly does exist. Because I love Fleet Foxes.
Currently missing the love of my life.
Best friends are the caramel to my coffee. You know who you are. I love you Dipwad.
