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Kieren + Simon ↠ "Like You're God" by Mehro
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"Alison thought to herself, he isn’t just worried about falling, is he? Neither of them looked at her as they lumbered carefully out the bedroom and down the hall to Adam’s room. Her eyes didn’t leave them once."
Me, My Husband, and His Fellow Trapmate Survivor by @marc--chilton
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Sorry it's been said a million times but I'll never be over both Adam and Lawrence expending energy that they desperately needed in order to help each other. Adam risking serious harm to his freshly shot shoulder by beating the hell out of Zep and Lawrence wasting precious time when he's literally bleeding out to comfort Adam. Both of them would have been better off physically if they hadn't done these things, it may have enhanced their chances of survival. But they didn't care. They needed each other. They needed that connection. They needed that touch. Adam couldn't let Lawrence die and Lawrence couldn't leave without letting Adam know there was someone looking out for him.
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Since I already have the cookie dough on hand from the plain cookie, I'll go ahead and knock out a couple of the later cookie upgrades now. Today's cookie is the one chip cookie. Again, this is just removing the chocolate chips from some Pillsbury premade dough, although this time with a singular chip placed on top.
Here's my one chip cookie:
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To the surprise of absolutely nobody, these taste exactly the same as plain cookies. Good but plain. You might assume that means they get the same score, but I find having one singular chocolate chip on top of a cookie so hilarious that I'm awarding an extra point.
5/5
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why should i care about taylor swift when the killer remains at large
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no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for
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Something about how Lawrence starts out well-dressed (though disheveled due to being kidnapped) and Adam starts out grungy and wet and how by the end of the film they both look the same. They're both dressed down to white t-shirts. They're both covered in blood. Their hair is damp with sweat. At the beginning of the film they are both separate, both so distinct and different, and by the time they're both finally within each other's grasp, reaching out to each other they are the same. They understand each other the way no one else does and no one ever can. Lawrence strips himself bare, lets down his mask in front of Adam and Adam does the same. And when Lawrence leaves, when he gets out and puts that mask back on while Adam is left to die he knows that no one else will ever truly see him ever again.
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local woman who claimed she will "cross that bridge when she comes to it" arrives at said bridge
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“omg guys she’s been secretly in love with ratty since the 1989 era awwe 🥺🥺”
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my job has consumed my life. im not a person, im an employee. i dont have a name i have a job position. i dont read books only excel sheets. i dont recognize my face in the mirror. i can barely recall the shade of my blorblos's eyes.
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the point of art is not to be great but to make it transparently obvious that there is something wrong with you
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I fucking hate James Tissot’s paintings because in ALL OF THEM there is ALWAYS someone staring right at you, but it’s not always immediately visible. You just feel watched by this mf. Sometimes the little shit is right there at the centre, but others the bastard is just gazing from the distance, it is CREEPY, my guys
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