Not so bad? Better than good, actually.

Ágætis byrjun and then some.

If love is all you have,
then baby, that's not bad.

If love is all you got,
then that's a hell of a lot.

If love is all you had,
then baby, that's not bad.

If love is all you got,
then that's a hell of a lot.

Where you will goThe soldiers sit, no slump ( Read more... )

Quiet my friends, and do not stare; better men are treading there.

We three re-making the world in my image.

Crumpled leaves tossing themselves off the stem and cascading around. I am the hand that is outstretched, but they are dust when they touch me. Their sand slides around the contour of my fingers and falls to the ground. I walk ( Read more... )

RJ will be here, I will take a new step and tonight we will see the Gaslight Anthem.

Bring an end to this summer of regret, bring the fall so that I can live again.

And I'm learning what it is to feel those first violent pangs of honest love again, but I have to keep it to myself.

For now, that's okay.

I wonder when my body will break through the atmosphere. I wonder where I will land.

So many people think they know me well, they'd never say it but so much is obvious. Make sure you remember that last bit: so much of you is obvious.

No one knows me. I can't imagine a person who would.