And I never thought this life was possible,You're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for. In polaroids you were dressed in… — Conor Oberst Copy Share Image
Let the poets cry themselves to sleep, and all their tearful words will turn back into steam. — Conor Oberst Copy Share Image
“2:36 am 2 am is for the poets who can’t sleep because their minds are alive with words for someone who’s not… — L.S Copy Share Image
