I’ll always have love for the Man On The Moon, gratitude for the years keeping me company when nobody else did.
A short list of important thirds.
Drown me in the magical fantastical environment of feline fuckery. Fuck me.
Yes, this story begins and ends with my vomit, but perhaps this second spew was a manifestation of all the interior anxieties I needed to purge, which couldn’t find an out the first time around.
I have fallen in love with Vampire Weekend several times. The first I can remember was in the backseat of a minivan when “A-Punk” came on the radio.
In March of 2015 Tobias Jesso Jr.’s six-foot-seven frame seemed to materialize out of nowhere and place in our laps the sweet, devastatingly sad Goon.
When one thinks of Pluto, one thinks of the age-old question: Is Pluto a planet?
Who’s to say? I’m not sure that that’s that big of deal.
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