February 2012
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Feb 29th
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“I cannot believe that the purpose of life is to be happy. I think the purpose of...”
– Leo Rosten
Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 24th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 16th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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cindry: when i was little i used to legitimately cry over a goofy movie because max was so mean to his dad like the part where he throws th possum hat out and its raining wow i cant even talk about this right now
Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 3rd
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“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago They called me the hyacinth girl.”  —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,  Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not  Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither  Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. -T.S. Eliot, The Wasteland
Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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Feb 3rd
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