sunsets soon forgotten..

for the sunset-capturers, memory-appreciators,
and those who value the little things.
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very unfortunately, i can’t recall the exact story behind this one. all i know is that it was taken in oak park. at some point in either 2007 or 2008. most likely with katie. most likely following an afternoon of ditching class to go for a pop punk-enthused drive to visit pumpkin moon. either way, this is a damn good’un. 

very unfortunately, i can’t recall the exact story behind this one. all i know is that it was taken in oak park. at some point in either 2007 or 2008. most likely with katie. most likely following an afternoon of ditching class to go for a pop punk-enthused drive to visit pumpkin moon.

either way, this is a damn good’un. 

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Modest Mouse
Talking Shit About A Pretty Sunset

not that you asked, but this is one of my favorite modest mouse songs. mostly because the lyrics are spot-fucking-on, and i hate my life. 

oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight,
looking kind of anxious in in your cross-armed stance,
like a bad-tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance.

and i claim i’m not excited with my life anymore,
so i blame this town, this job, these friends.
the truth is it’s myself,
and i’m trying to understand myself
and pinpoint where i am.
by the time i get things figured out,
i’ve changed the whole damn plan. 

oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight,
talking shit about a pretty sunset,
blanketing opinions that i’ll probably regret soon.

i’ve changed my mind so much, i can’t even trust it.
my mind changed me so much, i can’t even trust myself. 

(bet you didn’t know what this song was about until now..)

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fullerton avenue. once upon a time, i was a freshman at depaul university and took a walk with my two closest friends (at the time) and stumbled upon this beautiful sunset. though i don’t remember where we were going or what we were doing, i guess it’s easy to say times were better back then (but then again, don’t we always just idealize the past?)..

fullerton avenue. once upon a time, i was a freshman at depaul university and took a walk with my two closest friends (at the time) and stumbled upon this beautiful sunset. though i don’t remember where we were going or what we were doing, i guess it’s easy to say times were better back then (but then again, don’t we always just idealize the past?)..

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let’s start out with a personal one, ay? once upon a time, i lived in a dinky old apartment that smelled of dust and cat pee with one of the greatest girls in the world. said apartment was part of an apartment building; said apartment building had a sick rooftop; said sick rooftop had an even sicker rooftop (the roof-roof, if you will); and from said sicker roof-roof, this picture was taken by yours truly with a good-ol’ one-time use camera.  the story behind it all? late-august ‘08, the above described great girl (allie, aka typewritersounds) and i had a day of “adventure” doing, um, well.. practically nothing? we talked about a lot of crazy shit and though we had big plans to do all these big, exciting things, i’m pretty sure we didn’t leave the premise of our apartment building. wait! we went to mike’s! (why? goddamnit, allie i wish you were helping me tell this story). anyways long (stupid) story short, we ended our adventurous afternoon smelling flowers on our roof-roof and watching the sun go down. and my oh my what a treat of a sunset we got. 

let’s start out with a personal one, ay? once upon a time, i lived in a dinky old apartment that smelled of dust and cat pee with one of the greatest girls in the world. said apartment was part of an apartment building; said apartment building had a sick rooftop; said sick rooftop had an even sicker rooftop (the roof-roof, if you will); and from said sicker roof-roof, this picture was taken by yours truly with a good-ol’ one-time use camera. 

the story behind it all? late-august ‘08, the above described great girl (allie, aka typewritersounds) and i had a day of “adventure” doing, um, well.. practically nothing? we talked about a lot of crazy shit and though we had big plans to do all these big, exciting things, i’m pretty sure we didn’t leave the premise of our apartment building. wait! we went to mike’s! (why? goddamnit, allie i wish you were helping me tell this story). anyways long (stupid) story short, we ended our adventurous afternoon smelling flowers on our roof-roof and watching the sun go down. and my oh my what a treat of a sunset we got. 

Filed under allie whalen typewritersounds sunsets story

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Iron & Wine
Sunset Soon Forgotten

i thought it suiting for the first post to be a validation of this brand-spankin’ new tumblr’s title. that being said, i present to you the beautiful lyrical imagery of sam beam (iron & wine) in his home recording version of “sunset soon forgotten.” 

be this sunset soon forgotten.
your brothers left here, shaved and crazy.
we’ve learned to hide our bottles in the well.
and what’s worth keeping, sun still sinking
down and down, once again,
down and down, gone again.

be this sunset one for keeping.
this june bug street sings low and lovely.
those band-aid children chased your dog away.
she runs, returning, sun still sinking
down and down, once again,
down and down, gone again.