a little sufjan to end my work week - as i take off for a vacation to be with warm hearts and great minds. and, of course, eat all of the great food that england, belgium and amsterdam have to offer (aka. all of the fried potatoes).
"season of hope (after the flood). valentine, spurn my sorrow. head on the floorboards (covered in blood). drunk as a horsefly. climb on the mattress pad. twist my arm"