I think I’ll go home and mull this over, before I cram it down my throat. At long last it’s crashed, the colossal mass has broken up into bits in my moat. It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks that let us bet when you know we should fold. On rocks I dreamt of where we’d stepped and the whole mess of roads we’re not on.

Hold your glass up, hold it in, never betray the way you’ve always known it is.

All these squawking birds won’t quit,
Building nothing, laying bricks

“I think I’m old and I’m feeling the pain,” you said,
“And it’s all running out like it’s the end of the world,” you said.
“And it’s so cold it’s like the cold if you were dead,” and then you smiled for a second.

Sometimes you make me feel like I’m living at the edge of the world, like I’m living at the edge of the world.
“It’s just the way I smile,” you said.

Mais un jour sans crier gare, elles vous reviennent en mémoire

jocotransmission:

Jimmy Eat World - A Praise Chorus

Are you gonna live your life wondering standing in the back looking around?
Are you gonna waste your time thinking how you’ve grown up or how you missed out?

I’m on my feet, I’m on the floor, I’m good to go.

I woke up today feeling really stoked for The Shins’ show. We’re bringing them to UC Davis in April… ahhhhhh it’s going to be great.

Finals week and I have gone mad. UGHHHHHHHH!!!!!@#$%

Enjoy.

ALWAYS.

C’est pas une vie, la vie qu’on vit, quand on vit pas la vie qu’on veut.
Est-ce que je te l’ai déjà dit ?Je pense que tu mérites mieux, que nous deux