December 2011
51 posts
sleep
whenever i see a piece of trash tucked under leaves in a place seemingly far from where a piece of trash could be tossed, logically, I wonder about the series of events that led to that particular rice krispy treat wrapper to lay in that random spot
it could have fallen out of the trash can on garbage day, looping freely in the breeze until it could have stuck in the bank of the road. then it...
the only thing about the trees, is that it’s harder to see the stars
ncaroline asked: peterpeterpeter
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aitche -something i wrote
this fog is not the kind I know its coughed up and composed of smoke it doesn’t seep from the ground no tethered down cloud it doesn’t hang around it lingers
it needs to snow.
New Kayo Dot album Gamma Knife
the-sow-submits:
Will be released the 24th.
I am without words.
i saw your face in the lines of the bark i saw your face in the shine of the stars
themovingfeast:
Little Man - Glocca Morra
JUST...
It’s a mean, mean world It’s the ground grinding me in It’s the hole in everybody’s heart It’s a glass shard in the yard It’s a weird glow around my home Hanging A weird glow Around my own A Weird Glow - Pygmy Lush
i wish i could show you all the wonderful night it is outside.
“The thing is, I’m not really sadder than anyone else. I’m happy at times. I’m...”
– Elliott Smith. (via moochingwarwidows)
Caught in a Flood with the Captain of the... →
To My Crew, by Call it Arson on Sad Music with... →
Sad Music with Peter Katz #5 on now! →
Currently listening to:
Stay Home by American Football
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