It’s so hipster ironic that it’s gone off the end of the annoying scale and flipped back around to actually funny.

"Sometimes Bon Iver tenderly whispers, ‘Can I be the little spoon now?’"

"Today Bon Iver wrapped me in his flannel, which smelled like charred pine and licorice, and took me outside to show me a perfect spiderweb."

"I’m lying in bed right now, and Bon Iver is chopping up heirloom tomatoes for our frittata."
It WOULD smell like charred pine and liquorice!!
Right, gather.
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