Jan 14
Please, someone tell me. Is there a wolf that sounds like a loon? Because I crack up every time thinking “What wolf sounds like that Ilya?!” 🐺 😂
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Please, someone tell me. Is there a wolf that sounds like a loon? Because I crack up every time thinking “What wolf sounds like that Ilya?!” 🐺 😂
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DATAS' guard dog.
Not quite four a.m., when the rapture of being alive strikes me from sleep, and I rise from the comfortable bed and go to another room, where my books are lined up in their neat and colorful rows. How magical they are! I choose one and open it. Soon I have wandered in over the waves of the words to the temple of thought. And then I hear outside, over the actual waves, the small, perfect voice of the loon. He is also awake, and with his heavy head uplifted he calls out to the fading moon, to the pink flush swelling in the east that, soon, will become the long, reasonable day. Inside the house it is still dark, except for the pool of lamplight in which I am sitting. I do not close the book. Neither, for a long while, do I read on.
—Mary Oliver, 'The Loon'
this might be a little controversial but …
if i see one more basic white girl boil spaghetti noodles and throw in some butter and black pepper, i’m gonna pluck my eyeballs out and deep fry them in extra virgin olive oil
Not quite four a.m., when the rapture of being alive strikes me from sleep, and I rise from the comfortable bed and go to another room, where my books are lined up in their neat and colorful rows. How magical they are!
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Reading Mary Oliver, today of all days.
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