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panaceaaa:

anthonygrey:

Breaking Bad Summary

My life summary

panaceaaa:

anthonygrey:

Breaking Bad Summary

My life summary

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our-amazing-world:

Big mouth pelican Amazing World beautiful amazing

our-amazing-world:

Big mouth pelican Amazing World beautiful amazing

not going to work til Sunday, get at me Trashe-villians

not going to work til Sunday, get at me Trashe-villians

Waxahatchee – Clumsy (8,612 plays)

Waxahatchee | Clumsy 

I know I’ve fucked up. I’ve put people through hell
Well, I guess I just don’t know myself that well
He forgives, forgets and he thinks that I’m uptight,
and I’m learning about loneliness each night 

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Cranston speaks of Paul with obvious paternal-like affection. 
“I love his parents – I know them pretty well – but he could be my son almost. I’m old enough to have fathered him and I do have fatherly feelings towards him.

Cranston speaks of Paul with obvious paternal-like affection.

I love his parents – I know them pretty well – but he could be my son almost. I’m old enough to have fathered him and I do have fatherly feelings towards him.

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When I started reading Anthem this morning I was under the false impression that the whole “microphones in the trees” saying thing came from this book. Alas, that was 1984. Still a cool song. Anthem was better the second time around. I wasn’t sure I was actually gonna live blog the story in it’s entirety but that was fun.

pg 88-93

two mentions of mountain goats. one gets slaughtered for dinner

pg 39

"their eyes were dark and hard and glowing with no fear in them, no kindness and no guilt. their hair was golden as the sun; their hair flew in the wind, shining and wild as if it defied men to restrain it. they threw seeds from their hand  as if they deigned to fling a scornful gift, and the earth was as a beggar under their feet.

we stood still; for the first time did we know fear, and then pain. and we stood still that we might not spill this pain more precious than pleasure.”