no, i won't

the jesus and mary chain - just like honey

for you, 

i'll be your plastic toy

i'll be your plastic toy

for you

i've been thinking of this song for the entire day.

... passing invisibly, inaudibly, like a cloud, swift, veil-like upon hills, falling indeed with something of a cloud's sudden sobriety and stillness upon faces which a second before had been utterly disorderly. but now mystery had brushed them with her wing; they had heard the voice of authority; the spirit of religion was abroad with her eyes bandaged tight and her lips gaping wide. mrs.dalloway, virginia woolf.


who's afraid of virginia woolf? i certainly am. i'm still trying mrs.dalloway.