mourning with those who mourn. it’s strange how the connections work. a young man i’ve never met, a friend of a friend. yet here we are, so many of us. friends, mutual acquaintances, all somehow linked to one boy. the boy halfway across the country. the boy who died. i don’t really know what to say. just that…it amazes me to know there are all these people praying...
Altair was owling before it was cool.
Gotta say that 9 is possibly my very favourite...
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Nothing in the world sets things right like a cup...
“we’re british. we carry on.”
words like these are a cocktail to the senses and i’m left feeling hungover.
i’ve been reading american short story masterpieces. good american prose always leaves me feeling a little detached and i start to see things in black and white.
When it comes to hiccups, and also when it comes to everything else, I like to...– John Green (Advice on Dumb Boyfriends, Going to College, and More)
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