Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Me? I Blame Nervous Norvus

Remember when the music mattered? Maybe it never did. I've become really suspicious of nostalgia. I'm not waiting for Halley's comet. Heck, I'm not even waiting for a full moon. I'm trying to catch every raindrop and I'm listening to every mockingbird's song.

Take these songs. I've got love for you, too.

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