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Irina Werning Back to the Future, 1957-present.
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While taking a routine vandalism report at an elementary school, an officer was interrupted by a little boy about six years old. Looking up and down at his uniform, he asked, “Are you a cop?”
“Yes,” he replied and continued writing the report. “My mother said if I ever needed help I should ask the police. Is that right?” “Yes, that’s right,” he told him. “Well, then,” he said as he extended his foot towards the officer, “would you please tie my shoe?”
4, 6, 15, 25 and 27!! ^.^
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Favorite animal: Owls! (followed by elephants, pandas, and giraffes. also maybe platypi.)Favorite word: OOH, TOUGHIE. I love "rendezvous." There are others, but they're not coming to mind...maybe I need to start a recorded collection.Favorite clothing store: Probably H&M! Maybe it'd be Zara if I could afford it, haha. Favorite band: So difficult...I've tried to answer this before and have failed horribly. So I wouldn't say I have one, but right now I really like Jukebox the Ghost and Of Monsters and Men.Favorite smell: Anything citrusy! I also love green tea & cucumber scents. But if I'm being less Bath & Body Works...I love the smell of a new old book, the smell of my mother's scarf when we hug once she's home from work, the smell of room 346 at Vassar College, the smell of smoke on a crisp winter's day...I could go on forever. Sometimes I'm so sad that my nose is one of my weakest sensory tools.
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ronaldwheasley-deactivated20160
❝I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn’t try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have. Please don’t try to figure out who she is because then you might figure out who I am, and I really don’t want you to do that. [..] I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn’t try to sleep with people even if they could have. I need to know that these people exist.❞
❝Tomorrow, I start my sophomore year of high school. [..] So, if this does end up being my last letter, please believe that things are good with me, and even when they’re not, they will be soon enough. And I will believe the same about you. Love always, Charlie❞
Source: asilentbrother
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Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
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Wilder was initially hesitant, but finally accepted the role under one condition:
When I make my first entrance, I’d like to come out of the door carrying a cane and then walk toward the crowd with a limp. After the crowd sees Willy Wonka is a cripple, they all whisper to themselves and then become deathly quiet. As I walk toward them, my cane sinks into one of the cobblestones I’m walking on and stands straight up, by itself… but I keep on walking, until I realize that I no longer have my cane. I start to fall forward, and just before I hit the ground, I do a beautiful forward somersault and bounce back up, to great applause.
When Stuart asked why, Wilder replied, “Because from that time on, no one will know if I’m lying or telling the truth.”
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Sometimes when I’m bored I like to arrange songs in a way that is contrary to what they are. So this is “Whistle” by Flo Rida, but arranged for piano as if it is a hauntingly beautiful love song.