July 2010
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copycats:
Dreams by The New Pornographers...
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Out of words ..I miss simplicity. To cuddle under a sheer blanket with a lover, to run in the rain with mates or to drink wine with the dames, forgot how all this felt.
And so few I’d do it with.
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“Pounding fragrant things—particularly garlic, basil, parsley—is a tremendous...”
– Patience Gray, Honey from a Weed, 1983 (via letmyenemiestakecare)
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