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We're all a little broken. We're all a little twisted. We're all less than we could be or want to be.

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  1. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-12-5)
  2. and if you don’t love me, let me go.

    The Decemberists

  3. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-11-21)
  4. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-11-7)
  5. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-10-31)
  6. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-10-3)
  7. Dear ex-boyfriend,

    I feel like we could be great friends since we’re pretty much the same. You’re an asshole, I’m a bitch. I’ve been thinking about you a lot this past weekend. I had drastic plans in my mind of visiting you or some shit. Yeah, I’m still crazy. We should smoke a joint sometime.

    Love,

    me.

  8. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-8-29)
  9. I don’t think anything could be more perfect than late night conversation about moving to Tuscany with you on some stoop in Brooklyn.

    with you smoking a cigarette, venting about the problems the world has set upon you, and lots of art discussion.

    fuck. I’ve always wanted to wander around new york city with a wonderful boy.

    I just did not think it would ever happen.

  10. [Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

    indierawk:

    Sleigh Bells - Rill Rill.

    “So this is it then? You’re here to win, friend. Click click, saddle up, see you on the moon then. You’re all alone, friend. Pick up the phone then. Ring ring, call them up, tell them about the new trends.”

    SONGS THAT REMIND ME OF SUMMER #59.

    Sleigh Bells’ “Rill Rill” feels like the midpoint between summer-and-the-living’s-easy and back-to-school. Also, this song is almost like a dancier version of Broken Social Scene’s “Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl,” except with more guttural, sexual moans.

    (via retuta)

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  11. Dear Stranger,

    I probably don’t like you simply because I don’t know you. I’m a very pessimistic person in that sense. But once I got to know you, I’d probably like you whoever you may be. Maybe we’ll be great friends someday? Just don’t take me too seriously and I promise I’ll do the same to you.

    Love,

    me.

  12. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-7-25)
  13. Dear Dreams,

    I don’t really know if this refers to my goals in life or the little movies my brain projects in my sleep. I guess it doesn’t really matter. To my future nonexistent dreams: good luck. At this point, all I want is to be happy, so I hope I succeed. To the dreams in my mind: stop being so fucked up all the time so I can figure something out about myself.

    love?

    me.

  14. Dear Ian (brother),

    you are kind of a dumb ass in general, especially for getting lost in the woods all night. but I guess you’re an okay kid. I wish we could hang out sometime. um, I don’t really have much to say to you. I guess for a brother, you’re pretty alright.

    love,

    me.

  15. My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-7-18)