reconsider

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cleavingmind:

twoseconds:

The Weakerthans - Aside

Measure me in metered lines, in one decisive stare, the time it takes to get from here to there. My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free; I’m unconsoled, I’m lonely. I am so much better than I used to be. Terrified of telephones and shopping malls, and knives, and drowning in the pools of other lives. Rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony, get clobbered on by courtesy. In love with love, and lousy poetry. And I’m leaning on this broken fence between past and present tense. And I’m losing all those stupid games that I swore I’d never play. And it almost feels okay.

^

the best weakerthans song.

one of the best songs ever