January 2010
5 posts
I think that im going to start an alt-country/indie rock band and write songs about a girl and being on tour. This, of course, will require me to wear more flannel, chain smoke, and drink a lot more beer. Who’s down?
i really wish i wrote this.
you are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. spring keeps you ever close. you are secondhand smoke. you are so fragile and thin, standing trial for your sins, holding onto yourself the best you can.
you are the smell before rain. you are the blood in my veins.
i think
i’m going to start using this again. now that the record is done and i can actually stop to think for a minute. to start out on the right foot, i’m going to complain about how shitty it is that sigur ros broke up (today), i’m broke, and all i wanna do is move to seattle.