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meaghano:

Hazelton - Bon Iver (via hipsterdiet:bijan)

Sweet. Doesn’t Bon Iver remind you of cuddling with someone you don’t love yet? Sort of stare at the ceiling, hm, wow, cuddling. Just me? Okay…

SO. sometimes i get bored and just skip to some really old page on random blogs i like (ok by random i mean mostly meaghano but i sort of feel like praising meaghano is a cliche at this point—and spreading the habit to many blogs makes me seem oh i don’t know like less of a creepy stalker) but i had to reblog this because it is EXACTLY HOW I FEEL about bon iver but i’ve never been capable of articulating it before..

I’d say rather the opposite. When I listen to Bon Iver, I feel like I’m cuddling with someone whom I love and who loves me, but a little less each day. We can already sense the end, we can feel ourselves falling out of love, pulling slowly apart.