February 2012
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sometimes when i’m high on espresso, and other things, and religious studies lectures, and some cute girl talking to me about the dumbest stuff, I make up the lyrics to a new song as I go, then post the first take shitty results on tumblr.
thus, “our lady of the harvest.”
you’re welcome.
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i vaguely look like a 1920s coal miner today.
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