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Forever reblog.I don’t even know what this is from but THAT IS THE RIGHT ANSWER EVERY SINGLE DAMN TIME.
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well holy shit, my day starts with tears and I never even saw this episode.
I do not give two shots about Glee but this…this is beautiful and always relevant
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I’m not into dark eyes whatsoever but can I have him?
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God is not a man who looks like men. God is a random event, a nexus of pain and pleasure and making and breaking. It has no sense of timing. It does not obey nice narratives like: a child is born, he grows, he performs miracles and draws companions, then sacrifices himself to redeem a previous event in an old book. That is not how anything works. God is a sphere, and only rarely does it intersect with us—and when it does, it crashes, it cracks the surface of everything. It does not part the sea at just the right time. God is too big for such precision.
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So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.
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