August 12, 2014

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August 12, 2014


When you’re talking to a girl and things start getting serious:


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August 12, 2014


boston, early august
thomas cadrin, 2014

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March 6, 2014
A Summary of (some of) the songs in Les Miserables
Work Song: Everyone's having a terrible time. Valjean and Javert try to outsass each other.
At The End of The Day: Bitchy women sing a song and it's catchy as fuck. Oh poor Fantine.
Lovely Ladies: A jaunty, jovial little tune about prostitution in which Fantine has her soul crushed. Poor Fantine.
Confrontation: Oh my god Javert the world is not split into good people and death eaters, will you just accept that humans have multidimensional personalities. More Fantine Feels.
Castle on a Cloud: You're so sweet have all the clouds just take them.
Master of the House: Thank god, something funny. Also, it's scientifically impossible to hear one line without singing the rest of the song.
Thenardier Waltz of Treachery: You guys are such dicks but I just can't stay mad at you.
Stars: I'm having feels about string instruments. Javert proves himself to be multidimensional, which is ironic because it's the one thing he can't accept about other people, oh my god leave Valjean alone.
Look Down: 'allo there guvnor oim Gavroche the french cockney.
Red and Black: Jesus Marius we've got really important shit to do can you shut up about that girl you just met. Also so many feels because they're all such good friends so full of hope. Enjolras you wonderful man.
Do You Hear The People Sing: Enjolras feels. Les Mis feels. Just so many feels.
I Saw Him Once/In My Life/Heart Full of Love: Oh Eponine.
One Day More: Shit is about to go down! I feel so in love with all of them. Enjolras!
On My Own: Oh Eponine. I can't handle this.
Little Fall Of Rain: Oh my god I can't go on. This is so tragic.
Drink With Me: There's no way I can go on, I hurt so much.
Bring Him Home: This is torture, I literally can't hold any more feels, I didn't know this was possible, I'm going to have a breakdown.
The Second Attack: I am in physical pain.
The Final Battle: Why don't you just saw my arms of and leave me to die it would be less painful.
Javert (No spoilers, but if you know it then you know the bit I mean.): I'm getting genuinely worried I'm going to die from feels.
Turning: The people reiterate why I feel so sad and it makes me sadder.
Empty Chairs At Empty Tables: I want to curl into the foetal position and sob into my hands for the next 19 years, I can't listen to anymore of this but I also can't stop because it's beautiful.
Wedding Chorale/Beggars at the Feast: I thought I had no soul left but I still want to sing along.
Finale/Do You Hear The People Sing: I honestly didn't know it was scientifically possible for one person to feel this many things. This musical killed and resurrected me 1000 times, OH MY GOD IT'S SO POWERFUL WHAT IS THIS MAGIC.
February 16, 2014



"I am tired of hiding and I am tired of lying by omission. I suffered for years because I was scared to be out. My spirit suffered, my mental health suffered and my relationships suffered. And I’m standing here today, with all of you, on the other side of all that pain. I am young, yes, but what I have learned is that love, the beauty of it, the joy of it and yes, even the pain of it, is the most incredible gift to give and to receive as a human being. And we deserve to experience love fully, equally, without shame and without compromise." - Ellen Page


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February 11, 2014
"Introverts don’t get lonely if they don’t socialize with a lot of people, but we do get lonely if we don’t have intimate interactions on a regular basis."

— I have never related to a quote more in my life than I do this one right here, right now. BAM.  (via reificationofnotion)

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February 11, 2014
"I long so much to make beautiful things. But beautiful things require effort and disappointment and perseverance."

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February 11, 2014


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February 11, 2014

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February 11, 2014

Everything is fucked up and I don’t know how I can say sorry anymore. I miss you and it hasn’t even been that long. What can I do?

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