At dusk these early evenings, the windows glow amber. "I walk around the neighborhood this time of year and I look in the windows and I feel homesick," a man in his seventies said to me recently. With his home --- its kitchen counter and its checkered dishtowels, soft blankets on the bed he shares with his wife, old dog dreaming and atwitch on a pillow in the livingroom --- just a few blocks away. Homesick for what, then? For a long-gone childhood sense of home? For a long-gone childhood? For some only-imagined sense of comfort and safety? (May we all, all of us, find it and have it.) The nights are long. Late afternoon brings the deep and aching blue. The original hearth burns somewhere.
[Print: Uncle Henry's (Monhegan Island) by Mary Teichman, 2013]
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(some nights a single dollar really does stay a single dollar all night long)
Club W, Bronx, New York, 2018
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See my pillar of passion
Worn with a smile for fashion
Thick and sturdy made of rock
Rising higher like a worthy stock
The tip so soft like a down feather
Excited it may drip like the weather
Waiting for a maiden to gently impale
Catching each gasp as she would inhale
A long night and many thirsty thrust
Her body mine forever to entrust
Broken and satisfied under me
Simply kiss my maiden thee
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Why does my husband get to have a cool nickname from our daughter and I get called "Noooo Mama"?!?! Do I not trip in the dark enough?!?!
Seriously, Papa Ow sounds like a ska band and I want in on this.
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So hard to rest .. -_- i envy u little John furry bastard
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No yeah "Long Nights" is one of those fics that will likely stick with me forever because of how unique, descriptive, and well written it was.
The premise was cool, and the worldbuilding was lovely as fuck. It's an interesting take on Aligned lore, with sprinkles of IDW lore throughout. Seeing Breakdown taking on a medic role that's distinctly different than Knockout and a new highly necessary role in Megatron's carrying period was crispy as fuck, and is a cool contrast between how we typically see Breaky in the Decepticon hierarchy. The explanation and system for the vehicons was amazing, beautifully intricate and it makes sense with what we see in canon. Bringing us to the point how it makes us take another look at some of the things in canon and puts a cool spin on them. Megatron's psychology and behavior in the fic was so interesting, and he's gonna be one of those depictions that sticks with me. Plus, seeing the autobots' POVs of stuff at points in the fic was interesting as hell because we get to see their assumptions about decepticon life/decisions on the Nemesis (as well as moments where the Decepticons play off of various autobot assumptions) Not to mention the character development and dynamics evolving throughout the fic!
I loved it, I loved it so much.
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I love Halloween!
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Long Nights
By slimelivin
From the album Long Nights
Added to music worth sharing playlist by Dakota Younger
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Good morning world
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I'm so tired rn, yesterday I did the stairclimber for 30 min and ran for a 1/2 mile (haven't run in almost 5 years), and went to a polka music festival; today I spent 2 hours removing all the weeds from the flower bed in the front (the pile of branches/vines was like 15 feet long, 5 feet wide and 3 feet tall), immediately showered and scrubbed my entire body because I am terrified of getting poison ivy/chigger bites again, and I still have to fold laundry, do the dishes, and clean the litterboxes 💔 I should probably also change the bedsheets ugh
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Promise // Franz Wright
Long nights, short years. Forgiving
silence
When morning comes, and pain—
no one is stranger, this whole world is your home.
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Oh the things I would do to her
Long nights with lust and no other
Deep longing and forbidden pleasure
Naps for strength at our leisure
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Darkness hanging on
when the hope of dawn slipping
has all but faded
the night has won the battle
and I am its prisoner.
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D W Eldred
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@_@ im on a hippie psychedelic dimension. Hi there
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