fullstack · songwriter
welcome to my small piece of the internet
Fresh marks from the wall, lens, screen, and speakers.
“A grape once called a stranger a friend, so fragile and so brave Baffled as the friend was, a quiet miracle it was A season slipped away like the ghost town in his mind”
a stranger and a grape
“I’ll stay away, Gone to another place, Far away from home,”
belong
You made me hate my body Eat less, just to fit in the frame Cut my hair more than I could bear
When your cousin walks into the room You do your best to mute your voice Not supposed to talk
