#off by heart

[soft-likethesunset]

never underestimate the power of two sisters, a road trip, and a musical soundtrack

[gaylordthethird]

My candles can’t burn down Any more. They can’t burn anything down, These days.

They just flicker with a false incandescence Less and less… Dimmer and dimmer… As their batteries discharge.

I only replace them, the batteries, I mean, When you visit.

So between your visits, Each night is dimmer and dimmer. Until I am alone in the dark.

[lesducks]

2 aka type time out from memory :)

Time Out Team, quick PSA! As you’ve probably noticed, this is a murder mystery and it’s time for us to un-mystery the murder! So if you’re someone who hates spoilers and wants to wait til you catch the show live, it’s time to hit pause. But if you’re just waiting for this message to end so you can find out what happens, you only have to wait a couple....more...seconds *giggle*

Happy listening!

Is it sad I can do that? I feel like that’s really sad-

[silentgarfield]

Hiding

[spi-ltmilk]

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[tinydabber]

...Off By Heart ☆ City and Colour ☆ Sometimes (2005)

The stars are aligned, but they don't align for us Excuse me for I am the ocean, and I will starve for you Will you know how to stay brave? Such fragile moments we share You are my everything Even with nothing to say

[afieldinengland]

i’m confident your suspicions are wrong, sergeant. we don’t commit murder up here. we’re a deeply religious people. (religious? with ruined churches, no ministers, no priests, and children dancing naked?) they do love their divinity lessons. (but what religion can they possibly be learning, jump— jumping over bonfires?) parthenogenesis. (…. what?) literally, as miss rose would doubtless say in her assiduous way, reproduction without sexual union. (oh, what is all this? you’ve got fake biology, fake religion— sir, have these children never heard of jesus?) himself the son of virgin, impregnated, i believe, by a ghost. do sit down, sergeant. shocks are so much better absorbed with the knees bent. […] (but what of the true god, to whose glory ministries and churches have been built on this island for generations past?) he’s dead. he can’t complain. he had his chance, and in the modern parlance, he blew it.