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J got me the most perfect card for our anniversary 😊
Just listened to this for my entire commute, and I car danced and it’s RAINING today and @bensplatt is awesome. #Rain #newMusic
This just made me so happy I cried. I freaking love music. Thanks @bensplatt perfect end to our anniversary celebration!!!
Happy Anniversary Joel. Love you more than the ocean.
There’s something very satisfying about being able to snack on things I grew myself.
Little mini #murmuration

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some favourite words…

“I wanted to tell them that I’d never had a friend, not ever, not a real one. Until Dante. I wanted to tell them that I never knew that people like Dante existed in the world, people who looked at the stars, and knew the mysteries of water, and knew enough to know that birds belonged to the heavens and weren’t meant to be shot down from their graceful flights by mean and stupid boys. I wanted to tell them that he had changed my life and that I would never be the same, not ever. And that somehow it felt like it was Dante who had saved my life and not the other way around. I wanted to tell them that he was the first human being aside from my mother who had ever made me want to talk about the things that scared me. I wanted to tell them so many things and yet I didn’t have the words. So I just stupidly repeated myself. “Dante’s my friend.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

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