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Hello there! Aged 23 years, an aspiring historian of intellectualism and the Italian story and language. Native of the mountains, let loose into the world. Some favorite things include well-versed novels, music with a groove, and plaid. A proud member of the LGBTQ community, and a voice for many unable to speak. My partner has the patience of a saint, he puts up with my many bookshelves and music collections.

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    The Breakfast Club (1985) dir. John Hughes

    Saturday, March 24, 1984. Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois, 60062.

    Dear Mr. Vernon,

    We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? You see us as you want to see us — in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed.

    (via accidentalfortuity)

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