“Remembering comes in flashbacks and echoes; tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go. But moving on is impossible when I still see it all in my head, burning red.” — Taylor Swift, Red.
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“I’m from Vancouver! You know what they call this in the ‘Couve’? Barbecue weather!”
— Robyn on How I Met Your Mother, in reference to a hurricane.
Not that anybody calls Vancouver “the ‘Couve.’” Nor do we have hurricanes but okay that’s fine y’all are just jealous.
GPOY. GPOY. GPOY. GPOY.
i don’t think you understand my love for will smith.
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Again, I love the Richmond Night Market.
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Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
There’s only one thing wrong with this picture.