You gave me hyacinths first a year ago. They called me the hyacinth girl.

i doubt i'm going to remember anything about 2005 that had an accent. instead i think i'm going to remember that (well, there was thunder right away) a lot of good little internal things happened. i like myself better than i have in years past.

i have a best friend that i love, and i love everybody that i know. i have a velvet underground tshirt. i have the diary of anne frank.

oh comely
i will be with you when you lose your breath
chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left
with some pretty
bright and bubbly terrible scene
that was doing her thing on your chest
but oh comely
it isn't as pretty as you'd like to guess
in your memory you're
drunk on your awe to me
it doesn't mean anything at all
oh comely
all of your friends are letting you blow
bristling and ugly
bursting with fruits falling out from the holes
of some pretty
bright and bubbly friend
you could need to say comforting things in your ear
but oh comely
there isn't such one friend that you could find here
standing next to me
he's only my enemy
i'll crush him with everything i own
say what you want to say
and hang for your hollow ways
moving your mouth to pull out all your miracles

neutral milk hotel, "oh comely"

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
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sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)