I can't say it like I write it...I can't write it like I think it...I can't think it like I feel it...and I don't feel a thing.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
i've only seen one of the videos, but i think that this little project called 'directions' (http://deathcabforcutie.com/directions/) is really going to talk me into liking the album 'plans' after all.
He heard the words drag out. He felt them pull out of his mouth like freight cars, jangling, backing up on each other, grating to a halt, sliding, clinching back, jarring, and then suddenly stopping as roughly as they had begun. It was over. --Flannery O'Connor, "The Barber"
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