Yay Jessica!
musings from a homesick girl
Children With Swag
lets be honest. if i ever have kids. they would be on this list.
(thanks Austen)
“ It’s hard to sing “I love you” in a song and really have it mean something. What do those words mean? It’s just so much shorthand nowadays for a feeling we all collectively know but don’t want to take the time to really explain. For it to really mean something, the things that lead up to it have to make its truth so abundantly clear that the 3-word phrase is just shattering. When Billy sings it, the song drops out from underneath the words as if it was scared to face them. My breath catches in my throat. What do those words mean?
Guest Blog: Adam Duritz Of Counting Crows | American Songwriter
gosh. i can’t say that i have ever been a fan of Counting Crows. but this excerpt from the American Songwriter’s guest blog from Adam Duritz (when he speaks about We Are Augustines) slays me. i’m having a bit of a struggle these days about this very topic. so this one really hit home.
![take me there…(via Split Personality Hotel Room Decor Is Half Street Art, Half Blank Canvas [Pics] Split Personalities: Hotel Room Is Half-Graffitied, Half-Blank Canvas [Pics] – @PSFK)](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m08aqfTT1S1qznfx3o1_400.jpg)
why not just plug it into the wall behind you, man? (via Charge Your iPhone With Your Own Breath @PSFK)
