a place you can figure out, if you think about it really, really hard

Artist Song
russian circles  enter 
el ten eleven  thinking loudly 
maserati  moving with heavy hearts 
of sinking ships  the circumstances 
explosions in the sky  inside it all feels the same 
caspian  crawlspace 
red sparowes  our happiest days slowly began to turn to dust 
tristeza  living stains 
the album leaf  in between lines 
eluvium  seeing you off the edges 
this will destroy you  quiet 


60 minutes; i really can't explain it, but for no apparent reason, i have been wandering through these past few days, thinking and feeling nothing but empty, and pretending that things are okay, when in reality, everything is just breaking my heart.