I want destiny to taste The last sliver of air Netted in my lungs. It’s Nitrogen imbued With a wink of vinegar, And a gasp of sour carbon, Made all the more potent By a throat varnished In wood turpentine.
It’s crazy, the things you’ll miss about a person. You’d think, being raised in the hyper-sexual culture that is the twenty-tens, the thing people would miss most is the sex. One glance at the top Apps for all smartphones and you’d find all the evidence you’d need to prove that thesis correct. So yes, having … Continue reading I’ve never written anything while sitting in a coffee shop, mainly because I don’t drink coffee, but also due to my inability to keep my composure while putting any of my thoughts to paper.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4IrK0c1zClc I don't have much to say about Dawes, because whatever I say will fall short of capturing what Dawes music makes me feel. Dawes is just something you need to feel for yourself. I've been in a bad spot for a long time now, and I always write to try and get my feelings … Continue reading Music Mondays: Dawes
That little light from your lampshade 