These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Yo, JV
It's a Bon Iver night. A night of subtle serenity and a lack of being complacent. A night with mixed words, high-pitched ooo's and acoustic lullaby to flood my tears around me and drown me. It is a night for Bon Iver.
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