Neutral Milk Hotel - Song Against Sex
And when I put my arms around him I felt the blushing blood run through my cheeks And an eeriness surrounded when his tongue began to speak And he said...Oh boy you are so pretty Enough to wrap tight in rice-paper string... And when I finally kissed him the whole world began to ring Lost like a bell that's tipping over With two cracks along both sides And I knew the world was over so I took a look outsideI love this song more than I love myself.
I love this song more than I hate myself.
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(via you-are-the-yellow-bird)
Falling Garden installation by Gerda Steiner and Jorg Lenzlinger.
Ian did this for me in our apartment with cherry blossoms once.
(Source: slowartday)