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This is a good quote :)

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The most fire movie of all time.

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Inhumane? Or Inhuman?

Adeline
Play with a frog? But... what if I can't find him?

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Com,mas everyw,h,ere commas, everywhere, commas don't, belong everywhere,

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Dr. Swift - All too well
Time won't fly it's like I'm paralyzed by it. I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it. After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and I walk home alone. But you keep my old scarf from that very first week, 'cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me. You can't get rid of it 'cause you remember it all, all too well.

Taylor Swift - all too well
You who charmed my dad with self-effacing jokes. Sipping coffee like you're on a late-night show but then he watched me watch the front door all night willing you to come, and he said it's supposed to be fun turning 21.

Dr. Swift - All too well
'Till we were dead and gone and buried, check the pulse and come back swearing it's the same, after three months in the grave. And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you, but all I felt was shame, as you held my lifeless frame. And I know it's long gone and there was nothing else I could do, and I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to.

Dr. Swift - All Too Well pt 4
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed. And your mothers telling stories about you on the tee-ball team. You tell me about your past thinking your future was me. And you were tossing me the car keys, f*ck the patriarchy, key chain on the ground, we were always skipping town. And I was thinking on the drive down, any time now, he's gonna say it's love, he never called it what it was.

Taylor Swift - All Too Well pt 2
'Cause there we are again, on that little town street. You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over at me. Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it, all too well. Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red, you used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed. Your mothers telling stories about you on the tee ball team, you told me about your past thinking your future was me.