we’re made up of the bullshit that we hear, the love we need, the lies we tell, the lessons we learn, the hope we have, the push we feel, the hours we exhaust, the garbage we write, the people we trust, the dreams we believe.

and most of that is found here.

In the morning through the window shade 
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade 
I could see what you were reading 

Oh, the glory that the Lord has made 
And the complications you could do without,
When I kissed you on the mouth 

Jan 28,2013 - 1,391 notes
tagged #Casimir Pulaski Day #Sufjan Stevens #Feel the Illinoise #Illinois (Sufjan Stevens Invites You To: Come On Feel the Illinoise) #music