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ho hey
by the lumineers

i’ve been trying to do it right
i’ve been living a lonely life
i’ve been sleeping here instead
i’ve been sleeping in my bed,
i’ve been sleeping in my bed
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so show me family
all the blood that i will bleed
i dunno where i belong
i dunno where i went wrong,
but i can write a song
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i belong with you, you belong with me
you’re my sweetheart
i belong with you, you belong with me
you’re my sweet
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i don’t think you’re right for him
think of what it might have been if you
took a bus to chinatown
i’d be standing on canal, and bowery
and she’d be standing next to me
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i belong with you, you belong with me
you’re my sweetheart
i belong with you, you belong with me
you’re my sweetheart
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and love, we need it now
let’s hope for some
cause oh, we’re bleeding out
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i belong with you, you belong with me
you’re my sweetheart
i belong with you, you belong with me
you’re my sweet
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psjustine, your shit is rigorous and i miss you. das it.
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in honor of
how little i loved
this movie’s font choice *,
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here is a video
memorializing the
badassness de saul bass.
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* it looks like a promo poster for a chatty recipe email chain (“actually, the best one is the one you know in your head and can type right now. don’t agonize over it, it’s the one you make when you are short on time!” → quote pulled directly from a chatty recipe email chain). not a fan.
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i think you’re freaky:
0:29
1:24
2:36
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and i like you a lot:
0:39
1:46
3:39
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psthe masses say, “die antwoord performs music which incorporates many zef elements . . . a south african slang term that describes a unique south african style which is modern and trashy and also includes out-of-date, discarded cultural and style elements . . . yolandi was quoted as saying, ‘it’s associated with people who soup their cars up and rock gold and shit. zef is, you’re poor but you’re fancy. you’re poor but you’re sexy, you’ve got style.’”


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i’m tearing up, acrost your face
move dust through the light
to fide your name
it’s something fane
this is not a place
not yet awake,
i’m raised of make
still alive who you love
still alive who you love
still alive who you love
in a mother, out a moth
furling forests for the soft
gotta know been lead aloft
so i’m ridding all your stories
what i know, what it is,
is pouring – wire it up!
you’re breaking your ground

“perth” by bon iver

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pscongrats, kid.


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we were hunters and foragers. the frontier was everywhere. we were bounded only by the earth, and the ocean, and the sky. the open road still softly calls. our little terraquious globe as the madhouse of those hundred thousand millions of worlds. we, who cannot even put our own planetary home in order, riven with rivalries and hatreds; are we to venture out into space? by the time we’re ready to settle even the nearest of other planetary systems, we will have changed. the simple passage of so many generations will have changed us. necessity will have changed us. we’re… an adaptable species. it will not be we who reach alpha centauri and the other nearby stars. it will be a species very like us, but with more of our strengths, and fewer of our weaknesses. more confident, farseeing, capable, and prudent. for all our failings, despite our limitations and fallibilities, we humans are capable of greatness. what new wonders, undreamt of in our time, will we have wrought in another generation? and another? how far will our nomadic species have wandered by the end of the next century? and the next millennium? our remote descendants, safely arrayed on many worlds through the solar system and beyond, will be unified by their common heritage, by their regard for their home planet, and by the knowledge that whatever other life may be, the only humans in all the universe come from earth. they will gaze up, and strain to find the blue dot in their skies. they will marvel at how vulnerable the repository of raw potential once was. how perilous, our infancy. how humble, our beginnings. how many rivers we had to cross before we found our way.

pale blue dot
carl sagan