If you are too sad to love me right now, I understand.

Oh, and also I was thinking despite feeling silly I should post this, youtube virginity stealing:

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And more live tracks from the poptimes show on the band's myspace. So that's fun. We have fun.

Could you ever not find such brilliance and sadness in every forgetful moment that follows you ( Read more... )

We released the apartment for another year, but there are at least twice as many people living here, spent the weekend in new york playing the festival and living with dan and bruno, my little sister is 18 years old today and also now living in new york for college, just spoke to someone from high school i havne' seen since those days about ( Read more... )

There are two kinda of people in this world: ones who believe that there are two kinda of people in this world and ones who aren't quite so wrong.

Did the mushrooms give you and syd blues in the dark? Did the summer air make you want to climb inside electric blue and fly through the night? Did the piano steal your children's dreams ( Read more... )

Took a few days off from work and drove off into the night with sarah. Acadia National Park is beautiful - went hiking (somewhat more like cliff climbing mountains), swimming in the lake, sunsets abound, camping (fire), and so on. Beautiful beautiful, pictures will do more justice but not enough. Also portland for a while including shipyard brewery ( Read more... )

One year ago today, I woke up in the parking lot of a best western to an employee watering the few and far between grasses at sunrise as had been the way of things at the time. Still physicaly burnt from the pacific beaches and mentaly burnt from an insomniac vegas adventure capped with breaking down in the desert, we squirreled down some breakfast ( Read more... )

yours, quick fruit pectin, brought to me for attention, my god it's been a long while, my god has it really been that long, talking smaller and smaller in the city of garbage, liquor dripping from the maple leaves bitter syrup to me comes, my god are you really mine, is this dancing out of the grave for the taste of his lips, ten divided by three ( Read more... )

Where wouldn't be we out with our mothers ( Read more... )