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easy company text posts 1/?
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luli-luz · 19 days
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Buck & Bucky manhandling each other
for @hogans-heroes
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luli-luz · 19 days
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What I said: “These living conditions are positively Dickensian.”
What I should have said: “This shit is fucked up.”
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What I said: “Wow, that firefight was like a bad Beckett play.”
What I should have said: “That shit was fucked up.”
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What I said: “Kafka would be impressed with the existential confusion contained in that mission plan.”
What I should have said: “Was that a fucked up plan or what?”
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What I said: “I think we’ve all grown tiresome of this war and the quagmire in which we find ourselves.”
What I should have said: “I think we’ve all grown tiresome of this war and the quagmire in which we find ourselves.”
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luli-luz · 19 days
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God Is a Bluegill
The concrete floor makes Ray shiver, but the cold is a refreshing change from back alleys, open pastures, forest floors; he’s half-certain the last time he slept under a roof was the bordello in Austin and he certainly can’t remember the last time he stayed in one town for more than a single night. It hardly matters now, anyway. Stuck. Between the soft breathing of stranger-hicks in this tumbleweed town, waiting for dawn and for his friends to bail him out.
It’s finally posted, guys! Chapter 1 is live. I’ve put basically the entirety of my soul into this… so.
A Gen Kill fic featuring: gunslingers, roaming vagabonds, evil landlords, the inherent loneliness of the American Landscape, and gay cowboys in love.
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luli-luz · 19 days
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someone help the guy writing these comments
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luli-luz · 23 days
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gen kill + twitter 🐦
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luli-luz · 24 days
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When they are born to play their characters
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luli-luz · 24 days
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Informative question number 3 actually
Was this Speirs at the end of episode 8 nudging away Lipton to unknown places for unknown reasons???
Like are they just friends now?
Where are you going boys
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luli-luz · 24 days
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it's kind of crazy climate change has occurred at such a remarkable pace that I and everyone else around my age can remember a completely different climate in our childhoods. I truly watched winter gradually disappear in my life.
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luli-luz · 24 days
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Hill Valley through the years –> 1885, 1955, 1985, 1985A, 2015
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I replied to your message in my head several days ago did you not get it
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“I learned from my mother how to love the living, to have plenty of vases on hand in case you have to rush to the hospital with peonies cut from the lawn, black ants still stuck to the buds. I learned to save jars large enough to hold fruit salad for a whole grieving household, to cube home-canned pears and peaches, to slice through maroon grape skins and flick out the sexual seeds with a knife point. I learned to attend viewing even if I didn’t know the deceased, to press the moist hands of the living, to look in their eyes and offer sympathy, as though I understood loss even then. I learned that whatever we say means nothing, what anyone will remember is that we came. I learned to believe I had the power to ease awful pains materially like an angel. Like a doctor, I learned to create from another’s suffering my own usefulness, and once you know how to do this, you can never refuse. To every house you enter, you must offer healing: a chocolate cake you baked yourself, the blessing of your voice, your chaste touch.”
What I Learned From My Mother
by Julia Kasdorf
(via astreetsussserenade)
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luli-luz · 24 days
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MISS CONGENIALITY (2000) dir. Donald Petrie
Stan Fields: Describe your perfect date.
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luli-luz · 24 days
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i hate when i send someone a meme in another language and they're like "uhm... translate? 😒" fucker i sent you a meme where 90% of the words have an english cognate and/or you don't need to know what they're saying to find it funny. can you at least TRY
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luli-luz · 24 days
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SNOOBY????!;:;!!????!!!?????
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