Happy Q Birthday, Faggots!
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Badges? We don't need no stinking badges.
On our third birthday, heard this song last night, found it apropos to our movement:
To dream … the impossible dream …
To fight … the unbeatable foe …
To bear … with unbearable sorrow …
To run … where the brave dare not go …
To right … the unrightable wrong …
To love … pure and chaste from afar …
To try … when your arms are too weary …
To reach … the unreachable star …
This is my quest, to follow that star …
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far …
To fight for the right, without question or pause …
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause …
And I know if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie will lie peaceful and calm,
when I'm laid to my rest …
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach … the unreachable star …
That hand out of place still bothers me. He can claim its doctored because it is. His hand is really on her hip or ass. No person would hold their hand in space like she is.
Get up at ungodly hours just to hang out here. Where digs get done.
Kek.
Someone had posted this song, made my interested in the movie.
Its been a long haul, Anons. We have to keep moving forward or there is nothing left.