Friday, September 25, 2015

Early birds // a hollow wound

Bit of a mess last night. I've been awake since like 6 listening to the neighborhood wake up.





 





Left you over by the wishin' well
(wandering, wondering if these trees could tell)

I will sing as your canary bird; take my soul and bury it in the earth.
I will sing as your canary bird
(oh yes I will, yes
I will)

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Sunflowers // Run with me



You can't see that I'm just the same
as all the stupid people who you hate
I'm not saying I'm free from blame 'cause
I need all the friends I can get

Tonight is the night we tried natto and learned what sour feet taste like. Things are things, and friends are good. I have plans for stuff in the works, and I'm nervous but hopeful. I'm also still a bit ill and up waaaaay past my bedtime. I blame these gosh darn skeletons.