i was cleaning out my computer today and i found something i wrote last summer while i was drunk. it doesn’t have a story, it’s just words strung together. for some reason i thought i might share it.

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i hope it doesn’t offend anyone when i say the following:

i always imagine sufjan stevens songs are about his gay lover.

i have a feeling they’re actually about jesus, but i like my version better. 　

wheresmydangapples:

We Won’t Need Legs to Stand // Sufjan Stevens

smoothposeur:

Easy/Lucky/Free by Bright Eyes (music video)

sevensw4ns:

337/366 by BethAnneFletcher (Memory card reader is broken) on Flickr.

kungfuqua:

untitled by ¯\_letsgetindivisible_/¯ on Flickr.

kungfuqua:

untitled by beautiful veins on Flickr.

The blood was dry, it was sober
The feeling of audible cracks
And I could tell it was over
From the curtains that hung from your neck

And I realized that then you were perfect
And my teeth ripping out of my head
And it looked like a painting I once knew
Back when my thoughts weren’t entirely intact

To pray for what I thought were angels
Ended up being ambulances

recklessordinary:

Water there is deeper than anything you’ve ever seen
Jump right in and swim until you’re free

Atlas Hands, Benjamin Francis Leftwich