"a thousand roads to injury, most of them so smooth it doesn’t feel like they’re hurting me"
i refreshed the ticketfly page for James Blake tickets as soon as it was 10am and on sale and it let me select a number of tickets and then i clicked “get tickets” and then it said that none were available
i have never met him or talked to him one on one, but he did shake my hand during one of the singalongs at his christmas show and that was honestly so much. i feel like i talk with sufjan when i listen to his music tho because it makes me feel and think a lot
i just called chimney sweepers “soot people”
i was at the market yesterday in the produce section, eyeing some pumpkins. a woman on the other side of the display started to walk away when i heard her quietly say “come on, lets get our food” and then i saw her hand holding a leash and what walked into view out of the corner of my eye was a person crawling on all fours attached to the leash, and my hand shot up to clutch my chest when i gasped, “oh my god” and then i saw that it was actually just a dog, a dog, which made me clutch my chest again and say, “oh my god” but at full volume the second time
boyfriend is almost here/let us don the vestments of sacrifice