HOW SMALL WE ARE


"The blue-eyed Jewish-Irish Mohican scout who died in your arms at the roulette table at Monte Carlo."


How darkly the dark hand met his end
He was withered and bony, exposed for a phoney
But we heed the last words that he penned
Haste to disgrace the traitor, do not wait til later

I don’t think that you’ve got to pretend
I see God in birds and Satan in long words
But I know what you need in a friend
So now when I leave you, I hope I won’t see you

reflektionofareflection asks: I'm from Albany! PS your blog is amazing! You have great taste!

Oh nice! I have a couple of friends from albany who missed out on the tickets before saturday sold out..but I’m so excited. Maybe i’ll see ya there! 

And thank you!! same to you!

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reflektionofareflection asks: That's still cool though! The lineup is amazing for that day and I cannot wait.

oh same! where are you from?

Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart

ugh this is so annoying

(Source: songs-about-leaving)

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reflektionofareflection asks: Are you going both days to Basilica SoundScape?

No, I only bought the saturday pass this year :(

It’s so funny. I’ve been listening to this song since I was 13 years old. I’ve heard it hundreds of times. I know the melody like the back of my hand, the words like a second language. And suddenly, life happens and it means something completely new to me. Like i’m hearing it for the first time. 

(Source: x-cetera)