Goodbye 4308…
Converse’s music Tumblr is here. Let’s rage.
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Garlic Parmesan Pull-Apart Bread
1 can of refrigerated Grands biscuits (not the flaky layers)
1/2 stick of butter
3 cloves of garlic, minced
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
1 tsp Italian Seasoning
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Throw the cold stick of butter in a bundt pan and let it melt in the preheating oven.
While the butter melts, cut the Grands biscuits into quarters. In a bowl, toss the biscuit pieces, garlic, Italian Seasoning, and Parmesan cheese together.
Once the butter is melted, add the biscuit mixture to the pan, sprinkling with any cheese and garlic that gets let behind in the bowl.
Bake at 350 degrees for 20- 22 minutes until golden brown. Turn out on a dish and enjoy!
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Nobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow - whether there is a market for it or not! The kick of creation is the act of creating, not anything that happens afterward. I would tell all of you watching this screen: Before you go to bed, write a four line poem. Make it as good as you can. Don’t show it to anybody. Put it where nobody will find it. And you will discover that you have your reward.
Kurt Vonnegut (via blua)
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The National - Slipped
I’m in the city you hated
My eyes are falling
Counting the clicks with the living dead
My eyes are redI’m in the crush and I hate it
My eyes are falling
I’m having trouble inside my skin
I tried to keep my skeletons inIs it weird to be back in the south?
And can they even tell
That the city girl was ever there
Or anywhere?I’m having trouble inside my skin
I tried to keep my skeletons in
I’ll be a friend and a fuck-up
And everythingBut I’ll never be
Anything you ever want me to beI keep coming back here, where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts outI don’t need any help to be breakable, believe me
I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke
I won’t need any help to be lonely when you leave meIt’ll be easy to cover
Gather my skeletons far inside
It’ll be summer in Dallas
Before I realizeI don’t want you to grieve
But I want you to sympathize (alright)
I can’t blame you for losing
Your mind for a little while (so did I)
I don’t want you to change
But I want you to recognize (that I)It’ll be easy to cover
Gather your skeletons far inside
It’ll be summer in Dallas
Before you realize
That I’ll never be
Anything you ever want me to beI keep coming back here, where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out.
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“i think i’m just smart enough to know the face of human nature is so horrifyingly ugly.”
honestly this speaks to me in so many levels.
Amen
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