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 just don't feel like doing shit anymore But well I guess I'll have to do it Why the fuck why the fuck do I feel like I have to
It's twelve a.m., I don't understand Don't you like me back, hmm You're being weird and I'm dumb
