“If you are afflicted with melancholy at this season, go to the swamp and see the brave spears of skunk-cabbage buds already advanced toward a new year. Their gravestones are not bespoken yet.
Is it the winter of their discontent? Do they seem to have lain down to die, despairing of skunk-cabbagedom? “Up and at ’em,” “Give it to ’em,” “Excelsior,” “Put it through,” — these are their mottoes. Mortal human creatures must take a little respite in this fall of the year; their spirits do flag a little. There is a little questioning of destiny, and thinking to go like cowards to where the “weary shall be at rest.”
But not so with the skunk-cabbage. Are these false prophets? Is it a lie or a vain boast underneath the skunk-cabbage bud, pushing it upward and lifting the dead leaves with it? They rest with spears advanced; they rest to shoot! …
See those green cabbage buds lifting the dry leaves in that watery and muddy place. There is no can’t nor cant to them. They see over the brow of winter’s hill. They see another summer ahead.”
- the Journal of Henry David Thoreau on skunk cabbage
I’m torn between what my favorite brother faction fights are, Justin and Travis vs Griffin aka “older siblings make their baby brother cry”, Griffin and Travis vs Justin aka “we spend a long time finding these questions but yeah cool here comes another munch squad”, or Justin and Griffin vs Travis aka “travis what the Fuck Are You Talking About”
The best mcelroy family faction fight though is Justin, Travis, and Griffin vs Clint aka “What the fuck dad”
And who could forget Justin vs Justin, in which our oldest brother must battle his own ability to smother himself with laughter on his own goofs
I did the being edgy and self-deprecating thing, it gets old. I wanna be soft and lovely and easily impressed. I wanna appreciate all the little things that make me happy the same way I’ve dwelled on every single thing that upsets me.
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Some of you have never gotten all your books confiscated by your third grade teacher because you were reading them under your desk in math class and it shows
me when i was 12: ‘power of friendship’ stories are so lame and cliche like who cares its just a dumb plot device it’d never work :/
me now: My Love For My Friends Could Topple Cities. It Could Fell Empires. It Could Kill the Gods Themselves But It Won’t Because Then We’d Have Nowhere To Hang Out
what my parents told me: you can do anything if you set your mind to it
what I wish my parents had told me: sometimes you will fail, and it will be scary and it will suck, but you will probably not die
I would also have appreciated: the fact that you can do something if you try very, very hard, does not actually obligate you to spend your life putting forth maximum effort to achieve it. It is okay to not be 1000% driven by life-consuming ambition and instead be satisfied with something less difficult.
the most iconic moment in musical history is during a very potter musical when Voldemort jumps out of the cauldron and takes the first step and you hear that he’s wearing tap shoes and you just Know what’s coming
I like how Aubrey has a very distinct aesthetic where as soon as Travis described her at the beginning of Amnesty I knew EXACTLY what she looked like and how every artist unanimously agreed on that one Look ™️ for her but I literally cannot imagine Ned and Duck as anything other than tall Merle and Justin in his Safety Town uniform
