May 2013
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i’ve got all my life to live
i’ve got all my love to give
can anybody find me somebody to love
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April 2013
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Have you ever been so overwhelmed that you really want to just sleep forever, have you ever been so screwed that to end it all seems like a better option.
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pizzaforpresident:
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petition to rename the usa ‘south canada’
what about alaska
are we then normal canada
canada a bit to the left
What about South America? Is that just America? Or South South Canada?
i cried my ass...
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do you ever feel like you can’t love enough
that you can’t love people enough
that you’re not enough
that you’re not enough love
that there’s not enough love in you for what people deserve
that you are but a single drop of water trying to comprehend the ocean of God’s love
March 2013
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When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in...
– Ingmar Bergman (via sifragos)
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When I see the blind and wretched state of men, when I survey the whole universe...
– Blaise Pascal - Pensees
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Last year, we were playing Ravel’s Mother Goose Suite, and I was doubling on 2nd bassoon and contrabassoon (for the Beauty and the Beast solo). I had dragged that stupid contra around for a month, played it every Tuesday, and warmed up before the concert on it. I get to that solo, start playing, and can’t play any notes other than F. Two pads fell out as soon as I started the solo. I cried...
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Contrary to popular belief, tumblr isn’t a place where all one’s answers can be found. One’s answers have to come from within oneself.
But tumblr CAN serve to help one answer oneself. It provides a library of others’ creations and thoughts for one to explore. This vast pool certainly does contain prompts that can guide one to finding oneself and uncovering the world. They...
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Too soon it was that her once nonsensical, carefree and boundless soul has been stomped out by the desire for normality, that all that’s left now are her uncombusted potential lying forgotten along the memory lane and unreachable across the roads not taken, and her ashes wondering when it all got to her before she knew to hold on. And why God had it planned for her this way.
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