By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was song and celebration.
And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies above our nation.
(Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young “Woodstock”)
45 Years Ago Today - Woodstock Peace & Music Festival
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They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine
They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am
They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am
They call me coffee because I’m black.
Oliver the Dog and Arashi the Cat: the cutest best friends ever!
oh my fucking god
This is my new favorite.