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You know it!!! 🥺
( I was in tears the first time I saw that video 😂😂 Jim Carrey, man…)
( I was in tears the first time I saw that video 😂😂 Jim Carrey, man…)
LOL 😂 we both have ADHD, so maybe that’s it?
Dark academia sister! :) *high fives back*

Mary-Therese wrote: "(never, not once, have I been given a title I love more, and I am known as 'the loud talker' by multiple of my moms friends, so that is saying a lot)"
Aww, well it definitely suits you :) All you need now is your own Dead Poets' Society! Great film btw. My copy comes with bonus content that includes a "hindsight" interview with the actors; the way they praise Peter Weir is endearing.
Btw, I'm the opposite. I'm soft spoken 😅
Aww, well it definitely suits you :) All you need now is your own Dead Poets' Society! Great film btw. My copy comes with bonus content that includes a "hindsight" interview with the actors; the way they praise Peter Weir is endearing.
Btw, I'm the opposite. I'm soft spoken 😅

oh, my gosh, you're right! I should start one. you may join. who you wanna be? I call Neil, because, you know, I am extremely likable and smart, and a theatre nerd, and to be completely honest, I totally would be the one to start a semi illegal poetry reading club, XD)
Mary-Therese wrote: "(Hey, no way! I think I have the same copy!
oh, my gosh, you're right! I should start one. you may join. who you wanna be? I call Neil, because, you know, I am extremely likable and smart, and a ..."
(Hahaha, call me Todd, then x) Poor Neil, though. The ending 😢)
Here's one of my favorite poems by Rilke :)
You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don't even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of the next
moment. All the immense
images in me— the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,
cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected
turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods-
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house—, and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,—
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled,
gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows?
perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening…
oh, my gosh, you're right! I should start one. you may join. who you wanna be? I call Neil, because, you know, I am extremely likable and smart, and a ..."
(Hahaha, call me Todd, then x) Poor Neil, though. The ending 😢)
Here's one of my favorite poems by Rilke :)
You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don't even know what songs
would please you. I have given up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of the next
moment. All the immense
images in me— the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,
cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected
turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods-
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.
You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house—, and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chanced upon,—
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled,
gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows?
perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening…
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(Idk why that was my first thought 😂)