Forever.
No matter how long I go without listening to his music, it still hits me like the first time I heard Skinny Love.
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Forever.
No matter how long I go without listening to his music, it still hits me like the first time I heard Skinny Love.
(Source: instruccionesparallorar, via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Laying in bed with Nat and listening to Bon Iver after a very crazy week. Not to mention the impending doom that is yet to come between now and Tuesday afternoon. Oh my.
Reblogging this because it is so perfect for right now. Bon Iver was amazing tonight. There aren’t even words. I’ll have to write something down later tonight or in the morning. After we got home from the show we went for a drive and blasted some of our favorite songs on the empty streets before turning in. And now we’re laying on the couch listening to more Bon Iver. Thank you Justin for being some of the music for the soundtrack of our friendship since that one night at open mic in ashton our freshmen year when we first heard skinny love :)
Oh Justin, you enchanting man.
Only 11 more days until you are finally in my beautiful city.
I can’t even contain my excitement and it’s still almost two weeks away.
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Getting ready to go to California for a week or so and visit my family. Feeling light and summery and dying of heat already with this minor heat wave we’ve been experiencing in Seattle. This picture encompasses all of my feelings right now. Especially because I’ve been enjoying blasting Beth/Rest super loud with the windows down while driving through Queen Anne.
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Beth/Rest (Solo Piano Version) - Bon Iver
Just listen to this. And listen to the whole thing. Dang, Justin, do your thing.
"At the beginning of each evening I was nervous and shy, worried that I had nothing to contribute to the group, but then I'd settle into my skin and my voice. By midnight, I would be part of things, ready to drink like a sailor and talk until morning. It was like being born over each night, the same process repeated, finding myself, losing myself, finding myself again." - The Paris Wife
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