I spent the entire weekend thinking about this walrus

It's possible I've never loved anything more

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The devil, probably

You, yesterday’s boy, to whom confusion came

I keep seeing this, from Rilke's "To the Younger Brother," floating around:

Then suddenly you’re left all alone
with your body that can’t love you
and your will that can’t save you.

...and I would like everyone to know that this poem is about masturbation

Rain in Los Angeles this week and I couldn't be happier

Flash & the Pan, "Walking in the Rain"

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