Stamattina è mancata la prof. di religione e abbiamo avuto sostituzione da una professoressa di italiano, non nostra, che ci ha reso tutti interessati e curiosi dalla sua storia, la sua storia d'amore. Una di quelle che leggi solo nei libri, che se recitata in un film neanche ci credi…
—  […] “Avevo 16 anni ed avevo appena rotto con il mio primo ragazzo che, avevo scoperto, era andato a letto con una ragazza di quinta per soddisfare il mio rifiuto. Frequentavo un Liceo Classico ed era il 19 novembre, o meglio, il quarto giorno in cui "occupavamo” la nostra scuola. D'improvviso io, insieme ad altri quattro ragazzi più grandi di me, fummo sorpresi da due alti poliziotti che iniziavano a fare domande. Erano le 11 di sera, c'erano due gradi, mi coprivo con delle coperte portate da casa e tutto ciò che avevo mangiato era una fetta di pizza. “Allora? Cosa succede qui? Dobbiamo entrare o parlate da soli?” nessuno di noi rispose. Uno dei poliziotti, con degli occhi blu bellissimi anche al buio, si fece avanti, ci guardò e disse “Uno di voi venga con me, il resto andate dentro e per domani tutto questo deve finire”, ci guardò ancora e mi indicò. “Tu, vieni”- disse con aria arrogante Occhi Blu. In quel momento avrei tanto preferito tirargli un pugno più che dargli delle spiegazioni a riguardo. L'altro poliziotto salì in macchina, Occhi Blu mi guardò e disse “Non ti mangio, devi solo far finta di parlare mentre cerco di riempire questo verbale”. Lo guardai stranita e chiesi di ripetere quanto detto. Lo ripeté e aggiunse che, nel caso in cui, non fossi soddisfatta della soluzione, avrei potuto arrampicarmi sugli specchi per cercare scuse più adatte. Restai in silenzio. Fermò la penna, aveva la bocca socchiusa e per un attimo, probabilmente la prima volta, i suoi occhi si incrociarono coi miei. Distolse lo sguardo. “Visto che non parli, perché non mi dici come ti chiami?” sospirai e lo risposi. Altre domande seguirono la prima e alla fine mi disse “Ascoltami, tu mi hai assicurato che entro domani finirete di fare questo atto illecito e sai che se questo non accadrà ci saranno delle sanzioni, ok?” non mi lasciò rispondere e andò via. 
Una domenica più tardi, ero ad una festa in discoteca di un compagno di scuola. Provammo degli alcoolici, niente di forte. Il mio ex ragazzo si avvicinò e iniziò a provarci insistentemente. Dopo circa dieci minuti sento delle mani che mi allontanarono. Non erano le mani di Miriam che cercava di tenermi lontana da lui e nemmeno del mio migliore amico. Erano le mani di qualcuno che non conoscevo ma, in ogni caso, delle mani forti e calde. Mi voltai e scoprii il volto di Occhi Blu, lo guardai un istante confusa. “Pensavo avessi bisogno di aiuto”- mi tolse le mani dai fianchi e fece un passo indietro- “Scusami, non avrei dovuto”. Negai con la testa e lo rassicurai dicendogli di stare tranquillo. Si guardò la divisa e fece “Be’, io sono in servizio quindi tutto ciò che posso fare è esserti d'aiuto nel caso in cui tu..” non finì quella frase perché continuai io “Un poliziotto in servizio può riaccompagnare a casa una studentessa che compie atti illeciti?” sorrise. Fu la prima volta che lo vidi sorridere e tutt'oggi mi ripeto che quel sorriso, tra la musica di discoteca e le luci fastidiose, meritava di essere fotografato. Mi riaccompagnò a casa e prima di scendere mi disse che avrei potuto lasciargli il mio numero per assicurarlo, il mattino dopo, che avessi dormito bene.
Fu l'inizio di tutto. Oggi, a distanza di 20 anni abbiamo due figli, la voglia di viverci ogni giorno di più e l'orgoglio di raccontare il nostro amore a chiunque. Innamoratevi, vivete l'amore, non date una risposta negativa alle nuove esperienze. Innamoratevi e sarete felici.“
Who knows if we truly met one another at the wrong time in our lives. All I know is that if things do come to an end I will forever love you even if we distance ourselves. We met not knowing you would mean the world to me and you forever will hold a place in my heart if you ever wish to be mines again. Maybe later in another time and place we will be right for one another. Or maybe you’ll fall in love all over again with someone new and I don’t want you to worry about hurting me ever. Live your life your way and love someone else if that’s truly what makes you happy. I want you to spend your life with someone you love back just as much as they love you. But most importantly before you go if you ever do decide to please show up in my path even if it’s for the last time. For those last seconds just hold me closely and let me thank you for all the moments I shared by your side. Kiss me one last time, promise me you’ll be okay without me around, cry if you have to, but smile because we met. There were billions of people and somehow we managed to cross in this one and only life. Many would say that there are billions of others I can end up with, but it will always be you and only you. My first love, first heartbreak, and I will never forget that. So maybe just maybe down a new path somewhere down the road under billions of stars we will meet again and maybe just maybe we will be right for another…
—  baefiveoneoh (Jan. 25, 2015 maybe in another road we will love again..)
He is gone but the wind still blows and the birds still sing and it’s almost as if he did not mean a thing. But the tears on my cheek know he was everything.
—  I think I will always miss you
You know, I never really saw it coming. You meet someone and maybe your heart will beat in a different pattern. Or you’ll see something special in their eyes or the way their voice lights up your soul, but you never really see it coming. I knew she was someone I’d never want to lose from my life, I just never saw it coming. I didn’t expect to get the butterflies every time she walks into a room. After 11 years you’d think that would fade away, you’d think that those butterflies would stop but they haven’t. She walks into any room and she is still the only girl I see. You never really know how important someone is to you until you’re laying in bed next to her. Until you’ve revealed all that the world does not know about you. Until you’re no longer scared to show her, all of you. All of your flaws and your insecurities all of what makes you, you. I never expected to ache for her kisses and live for her hugs. Or how she’s gone for a month and I countdown like a kid on Christmas till I have her in my arms again. I didn’t expect to look forward to Sunday mornings when I can finally see her or getting off work just to have her by my side. You never really see it coming. How you’re not much of a dancer but somehow you find yourself looking up YouTube tutorials to impress her the next time you take her hand and drag her onto the dance floor. I never expected how much I’d love someone, even though she’s hard headed and sometimes fights with me about the smallest things. I never really thought I’d fall this hard. You never really expect it. How much you live for moments with them. How laying naked in their arms is the one place you’d feel fully clothed, you’d feel secure, and untouchable. I want Monday evening tea with her. Tuesday movie night with her. I want Wednesday morning eggs and pancakes and Thursday afternoon sex with her. I want Friday night “let’s just cuddle in bed and forget the world.” Saturday “I’ll wait here for you, go out and have fun babe” nights. And I want Sunday morning kisses, Sunday noon wrestling in the middle of our living room floor, and Sunday night, “Let’s cook dinner together.” I never expected that, I never thought I’d believe in love as much as I do when I look into her eyes. I never thought I’d want the house, the kids, the wife, and our Husky dog. You know, you never really expect it. You never really see it coming. You never realize what love is or what it does for us. You never realize it, until you’re laying in bed and her head is on your chest, and all you can fathom to say is, “this is all that I’ve ever needed.”
—  I know now (V.I.T.)
And I still question why you decided to leave when I needed you the most in my life. I wanted you to stay and tell me that we were going to make it through our challenges. You didn’t have to fight for me at all whatsoever because I wasn’t going anywhere. In fact I was so damn sure it was you all along that I was waiting for to meet. I gave you all the love I had and even still you walked right out of my life as if it was all so simple for you. You were the best damn thing to walk into my life in years and I was never prepared to watch you walk away. But you know part of life is all about losing those who mean the most to you. You meant everything to me and losing you has become something I’m learning to accept. I’m not saying I stopped loving because then that would make this entire written piece false, but I’ve accepted your disappearance. I don’t expect for you to ever return but I do expect for you to make it far in life. We may have had our differences but I hope you keep growing into a better person then the one I fell in love with. Always keep a smile on your face and whenever you think of me remember part of me will always be with you even if we become strangers again…
—  baefiveoneoh (March 21, 2015 6:56 PM)
I don't think JonTron likes Banjo Kazooie: Nuts and Bolts
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As we’re broadening the demographic, I’ll have to think of something original. Something original, huh? Broadening the demographic? Alright. I’ll bite. What exactly did you guys have in mind? … cars? cARS? CAAaAAaaAAaAAARS!,?!! AND iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHOLYSHIT. WILL aALlWAYS LOVE UiCAN’T BELIEVEyou DID THIS TOME GODDAMNIT HOWCOuLDyouDOTHiSToMe

Dolly wrote “I Will Always Love You” in 1973 and big old bad Elvis loved the song so much (duh) he wanted to record a version of it. BUT part of that agreement included Dolly having to sign over her publishing rights on the song which she refused to do, so he never recorded it and she was told by many this was a very poor business decision. Well the song went on the make millions for her over the decades through royalties and when Whitney Houston wanted to cover it for The Bodyguard, Dolly gladly gifted the song over to her, because she knew Whitney would do it justice. It’s the only song in country music that has hit #1 two times by the same artist (1974, 1982) and then covered by a pop singer to hit #1 again twenty years later.

I really think Dolly is exemplary in trusting her gut and creative senses, which is something all artists can admire and hope to be as steadfast in doing. She rose to the top of an industry that was not friendly towards women, and was unapologetically the best version of herself. The song, though billed as a romantic love song, is actually about her decision to leave her performing and business partner, Porter Wagoner and pursue her own career. So the greatest love song of all time is actually about a woman deciding to chase her own dreams. It’s a love song to herself. Okay thank you goodnight, long live the Queen of Country Music!