just a happy little cloud

just a happy little cloud

as we float to distant lands, wondrous and fair
oh tanenbaum you are the most perfect tanenbaum

oh tanenbaum you are the most perfect tanenbaum

conflictingheart:

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and then i saw a shiny unicorn

and then i saw a shiny unicorn

celebrating another year of marriage. cheers, guapo. and thank you for the sweet notes, little lu. before you were quickly ushered away for a night with the nanny. wow the bliss of a night alone on the 18th floor with a perfect husband. lucky lucky me.

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I’m finding that I prefer the option that’s less of an ego stroke, the option where I’m stumbling again. Because eventually, when I get it right, it will be all about carrying someone’s heart for a little while, while they can’t, because they’re busy reassembling the pieces.

I’m finding that I prefer the option that’s less of an ego stroke, the option where I’m stumbling again. Because eventually, when I get it right, it will be all about carrying someone’s heart for a little while, while they can’t, because they’re busy reassembling the pieces.

the plan for the return to portland:two bunniesthree chickensguinea pigdogis that normal?#girlshappydaddysad

the plan for the return to portland:
two bunnies
three chickens
guinea pig
dog

is that normal?

#girlshappydaddysad

xxxxxxoooooo

xxxxxxoooooo

Once the writer in every individual comes to life (and that time is not far off) we are in for an age of universal deafness and lack of understanding.
- Milan Kundera, book of laughter and forgetting 1980

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