“… Claire, we nearly forfeit

I… I’m growing like the quickening hues
I… I’m telling darkness from lines on you
Over havens for a full and swollen morass, young habitat!
All been living alone, 
Where the ice snap and the hold clast are known”

Wash | Bon Iver (x)

I wish this song was everything all over me.

(Source: karikakau, via everythingboniver)