Sunday, April 5, 2009

And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more

"All I see are dark grey clouds, in the distance moving closer with every hour. So when you ask 'is something wrong?', I think 'you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now. No, we can't talk about it now."

Tiny Vessels ~ Ben Gibbard

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