kate. "you killed a man, and you wrote a book on birds; but still, nothing ever made you complete." gorillaz blog | blur blog
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its important to write fanfiction no one cares about 👍
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every episode of lost (2.16 the whole truth)
그랬다면... 이건 기적이야. [: Then it's a miracle.]
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Man trapped at the bottom of an old well has been declared largely uninteresting, will not be rescued
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it’s like the gallaghers in here
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anyone rather be a sparrow than a snail, a hammer than a nail, if they only could or is that just me and simon and garfunkel
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Talking Lost into the void but
since midway through the show I was hung up on the parallel of Locke protecting his cult-family, insisting his destined role was a hunter as he holds the shotgun, shaking; in his childhood, choosing the knife as Richard scowls at his error; in the side-reality, Oceanic losing his hunting knives when they lost Jack's father's remains, and how pointedly he dismisses the luggage of a body as only a vessel and not a truth; on the island, forging a path of "fate" that allowed him to be the man he wanted to be, all as decided upon by a man-god to whom this narrative served a purpose. Hello? Hello was anyone shivering at Locke calling himself the hunter and the only person there to witness not believing it??
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Jaeheon Lee (Korean, 1976) - Three in One (2023-2024)
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I'll become what you like, this is what you wanted right?
Inspired by Kamome Shirahama's illustration for the latest chapter of Witch Hat Atelier
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I ask for no forgiveness, Father, for I have not sinned. I have only done what I needed to do to survive.
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let’s be friends on airbuds 🙏
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When I said: "You'll outlast me, you live more carefully." He said: "Write out what you want to." Ok, it's hard to say I knew him well, He was enigmatic to himself. Which of us was more aware? Which the elder? I was born November fifth. He on October 13th - a few weeks premature, you following me? He was born three weeks before me, my dear, But he was a premature baby. Were we both conceived at the same instant? February 5th 1941, the dead middle of winter, In the heart of World War Two Was I born at the right time? For 70 years his arm has been around my shoulder, He's dazzled me with gifts. I nurtured him in his youth. He brought me into prominence. I taught him to sing. He connected my voice to the world. I made him tall. All of our personal belongings are intertwined. We say it's exhausting to compete, But we shine for each other. It's still our favourite game. It goes on, this embrace, whether I speak for him or he for me: Love ruled our lives. It rules the mourners, And the winner of longevity.
Art Garfunkel's Poem performed at Paul Simon's 70th Birthday Party, 2011
Asked what Simon's reaction was, he admitted: "I don't know - he was at the other side of the room. I dared not look."
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should i make a bumper sticker that says "my other ride was oceanic flight 815"
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