January 2010
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Leaving Cheyenne (1962)
“All right,” I said. “Hold your horses. I don’t want to be poor. But you can not want to be poor and still not care whether you’re rich or not.” “Yes, and them’s the kind of people that never accomplish nothing,” he said. “They’re just damn mediocre. If you’re gonna try at all, you ought to try for something big.” ...
Jan 25th
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“Summer hums heavy now; still, you bolded all your best words so they’d...”
– Matt Nathanson // Pretty the World
Jan 13th
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It deserves its own post. EPICCCCC.
Jan 11th
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Jan 11th
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When you came in the air went out
I’m reading Lonesome Dove but because my traitorous fingers slutted it up with Google five minutes ago, I found out that Augustus hung Jake Spoon WAY BEFORE AUGUSTUS HUNG JAKE SPOON. I finished House, season 5, with my mom today, but I ALSO knew sex with Cuddy was going to happen and consequently that it was a hallucination because GOOGLE SATAN TOLD ME SO. Then I had to pretend that I totes...
Jan 5th
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“Hallelujah ripped through my veins; heard the hammer drop my blood in the rain.”
– Mat Kearney // Won’t Back Down
Jan 2nd