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When words fail,

Music Speaks.

(I remember that being on a fridge magnet at my ex-boyfriend’s house. I also remember bitterly thinking at the time that it was just another lie. I guess it all depends on who you’re trying to speak to, and whether they’re really listening, and whether they give a damn about what they’re being told),

So I’ll let Pretty Lights show you how I feel, again.


Happy Wednesday.


p.s. I am also a little bit in love with this photo of me and my sister geeking out.




You’ve been hurt,

By someone else.

I can tell by the way,

You carry yourself.

[I can see it in your face, I can see it in your face].

How long before,

You rescue me?


Happy Sunday.



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