my favorite hobby is freaking out about things that don't mean anything

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my favorite hobby is freaking out about things that don't mean anything
rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
i listen to all of these on reg so much that sometimes i forget how fkn unreal Hozier is as a lyricist. like are you kidding.
it just feels right when a librarian is a lesbian. like yea, that's how it's supposed to be
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instead of worrying abt whether or not yr scaring the hoes y dont u find some hoes that dont get scared, brave hoes. indomitable hoes
my hoes have a Warriors Spirit
having friends notably older than you is fantastic actually, cause you can drop in a little mention of how old you would have been at the time of a story they tell and watch the existential crisis set in
Get off my lawn.
sometimes your distress does indicate you should stop and respect your limitations. at other times it's more of a baby aquatic mammal being introduced to water for the first time thing. Too bad the difference is so hard to tell.
Everyone reblog this. Mandatory.
All my homies love boobs and hate the government
A little stupid, a little horny. The usual.
it must feel good as hell when you’re a horse and you take a big bite out of an apple like ttshoke
your command over onomatopoeia is unmatched bestie
learning that people want you in their lives is a skill you can develop if it does not come naturally
it feels fake but your friends miss you sometimes
the reason you've been hanging out with your closest friends fairly regularly for the past 12+ years is because you have fun together
people who don't like you that much will not stay in your life for over a decade asking to hang out and inviting you to things and texting you
May Sarton, The House by the Sea