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I feel strangely dissatisfied...which totally should not be the case.
In other news, toga...toga...toga...toga
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I am still dancing in the coma of drinks I just had
Well that worked out just about perfectly...
I love Ryan Adams, too. -
Out of my league, I have birds in my sleeves and I wanna rush in with the fools
I look like a battered woman, and yet I can not remember a time where I was happier at Earlham. -
Now I Select You, Slow Down I Let You
I saw Interpol last night for the third time. I truly believethey are a band you have to see live to appreciate the atmospheric quality their sound posesses. I was on the fence about the new album and their future, my faith was instantly restored. Just like the first time I saw them, every emotion, sway and swell burst into life ( Read more... ) -
Is This Just Your Way of Breaking My Heart? I'll Own Up to You, If You'll Own Up to Me.
Same continent, sigh.
I need you to have grown up. I need you to realize your wrongs. I need you to fix them.
But my expectations aren't that high truthfully. You've failed too many times before. -
How Are Things on the West Coast? I Hear You're Moving Real Fine.
Ten months ago, I made the decision to run away. To flee the scene of all my emotional fuckups, to avoid the confrontations I had determined would pain me. Instead with a blissful numbness and eager sense of adventure I jumped on a plane and escaped, my heart bursting with anticipation and little regret for what I was leaving behind. I was content ( Read more... ) -
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The pleasant ache of activity radiates through my every muscle, my face is particularly sore from an evening of mile wide grins . Each freckle is magnifyed slightly by the golden hue of newly tanned arms. My hair has adopted a copper tone, each blonde strand weaving through my naturally dark chestnut locks. I reach out my unmanicured hand to run my ( Read more... ) -
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Headed to Bonnaroo tonight. It is going to be amazing. End of story. -
Go Home, Get Down
Being back in the United States is surreal...returning to Elizabethtown, Kentucky is probably one of the strangest sensations I have ever encountered. Eloquence fails me, this is just weird. It is not good or bad, just so extremely different. -
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The unnaturally bright weather seems to have faded into the distance here in Belfast. I must admit spring in Northern Ireland is a bit of a tease, a disappointing flirt, a conquest that refuses to be caught for more than a few moments. Beams of warm light dance provocatively from street to street. The golden glow brightens the coldest of hearts and ( Read more... )