crash into my arms; i want you
rants, raves, ramblings, regales, and reblogs.

atheist. beer. books. boots. cats. coffee. comics. grey. istj. lists. misanthrope. southern. sweet tea. thunderstorms. vegetarian. wine. etc, etc, end.
So here’s my night (/next few days) in a nutshell.
It’s that time, and that place, and that song. And you remember what it was like when you were in that place. And then you listen to that song, and you know you’re not in that place anymore. And it makes you feel hollow. You can’t just go find that stuff anymore.
— Mark Duplass in Safety Not Guaranteed
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