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
I know you don't wanna hold my hand When we're in public Far from each other when we stand
We used to be the best in this city Wore you on my fingers with an oath that still lingers We used to go against everyone together
