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Here's a youtube comment from the second best song EVER. Amazing

"ok, alot of my blk "brothers and sisters" are gonna hate me for this but i have to say that whitneys version didnt have the heartbreak that dollys had, i mean, ths woman who has loved this man since she was a teen knows that she could never marry him because shes the madam of a bordello and he wants to make a change through politics. whitneys version was just over the top and loud; dollys was subtly expressive and poignant."

HnHBlkM

Amazing. And I fully agree HnHBikm.

And yes, I've spent time reading youtube comments for this song...

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Daily Mail story of the mornin'

Church girl cries RAPE and exposes the "kind of society we live in." I LOATHE stories like this. There's nothing in this story that shows what kind of society we live in. A girl couldn't handle the religion she was probably forced into and her growing sexuality, so she had sex (at youth group- near other kids- okay weird), got pregnant and out of shame said she was raped. I HATE when stories say that stuff like this is exemplitive of our society. As a (former) student of history, art history and english literature, shit like this has ALWAYS happened. I really don't think human nature has changed, media has just put it all out there.

Rant done. Love you forever Daily Mail xooxoxox.

I searched Temptation covers on youtube and this one was the most watched. My friend and I used to stalk them our Sophomore year... yey GW pride.

You go boy!

It's not summer yet, but, maybe I can convince my mind it is. Or at least Spring. Anyways, I woke up (at 555 ughhhh annoying) with this poem in my head and it's fabulous.


And the stone word fell
On my still-living breast.
Never mind, I was ready.
I will manage somehow.

Today I have so much to do:
I must kill memory once and for all,
I must turn my soul to stone,
I must learn to live again—

Unless . . . Summer's ardent rustling
Is like a festival outside my window.
For a long time I've foreseen this
Brilliant day, deserted house.

The Sentence by Anna Akhmatova

No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.

A ROOM OF ONE’S OWN, VIRGINIA WOOLF

via FYLQ

well this is surprising...