Nine years today since Good Apollo. Still as dark, beautiful, heavy and perfect as the release day I laid hands on it. 



I overheard that you were unhappy too
Misleading trust into a relationship that makes no sense
Over and out Connecticut
But you had your back turned there as you faded away
At the end of my day I found out
You weren’t worth what I thought of you
What I thought of you

(via everythingforsomehope)