gone for good : the shins
black and blue : christina perri sings
raining in baltimore : counting crows
catch my disease : ben lee
phantom planet's old songs bring back great, happy memories. raise the dead reminds me of a weightless day, but it's bittersweet now.
my soulmate will let me listen to Taylor in the car with the windows down and he will sing along with me (genuinely + confidently) because he knows it makes me happy. he will be tall enough for me to wear heels when i want to. he will be an artist, and no matter what he creates, he will love doing it. he will know how to brew a pot of tea but also need coffee each morning too. because coffee is soso good.
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