Both the Christmas season and the year are coming to an end. Looking back, I’m a far way from last January. All the hardships and struggles of the past year have been worth the past week alone. I’m ending the year under the influence of my own feverish desire to live, drunk off the memories of a not so distant night. The circle completed itself. I can’t complain.
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress but call-response overturns conviction every time.
-Death Cab for Cutie
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