It could have been—it didn’t have to be obscene. I was prepared. But it’s this, is it? No enigma, no dignity, nothing classical, portentous, only this—

Andrew Bird | The Sifters
or, for all the dorks who are waiting until March to hear the Break It Yourself version
what if we hadn’t been born at the same time
what if you were seventy-five and I were nine?
would I still visit you?
bring you cookies in an old folks’ home
would you be there alone?
Reblogging again. Because it’s beautiful.
what if we hadn’t been each other at the same time would you tell me...stories from when...
what if we hadn’t been born at...same time what if you were seventy-five and I were nine?...
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY