sufjan stevens is 40 and that’s kind of surprising to me because i always assumed he was actually some sort of ageless nymph who just kind of came into existence sometime in the early 1900s and has been trying to share his magic with humanity ever since but the angels keep interfering so that it all comes out as sad music filled with cryptic warnings
I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser.