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On several occasions during my trip to France I would just settle in a Parisian café and write in my notebook and read T.S. Eliot. Especially read T.S. Eliot. In my opinion, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock is the only piece of literature that ever needed to be written. I would probably consider myself exceptionally lucky and happy if I could just spend my life sitting in a Parisian café, drinking some good coffee and reading that poem. I spent hours at it during my trip, and it never tired me.
(June 23rd, 2012 )
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If you say “old sport” three times in front of your mirror Gatsby will appear and awkwardly hit on your wife
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Friendly reminder that Tom Felton improvised this scene because he forgot his line.
WHAT
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Today I saw a Buddhist monk in his robes cracking himself up taking selfies with a cardboard cut out of the Pope. I’ve...
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flamingos really piss me off like what the hell are they doing??????
they’re coming to steal...
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J.K Rowling said that her inspiration for Hagrid came from when she was 19 in a pub in the west country and this terrifying...
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On July 1st, 2014, I will be leaving Colorado.
I’m planning out a budget and where I will be going right now.
Ready to go out and see the world.
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UGH WHY CAN’T GUYS EVER LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS
Because just...
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At Game Night 2: Game Over at @EMPMuseum! Grilled cheese truck! #GameOverMan
