the waves look gentle, but what’s underneath the surface?
depth
the month of april has been so weird for me in the past. here’s to another one…
april
talk to me please. you know who you are. i miss you. i need you now.
sometimes i can’t help it…
panic
when i ask you to party with me, it’s not because i actually want to party with you. it’s because i want to see you and i want you to see me. do a friend a favor and party with him.
"don’t think about it, just do it"
so much bass and so much emotion.
it’s overwhelming.
when i’m feeling small, i listen to depressing music for hours on end and i end up feeling smaller. these moments are kind of like a roller coaster ride. they also make me feel so alive. we’re human and that’s a beautiful thing.
this is my fender american stratocaster.
hendrix, srv, and frusciante all played one.
i’ve never seen something so beautiful in my life.
i neglect it for months at times, but it’s always waiting for me with a smile on it’s face when i come back to it.
"hurry up, we’re dreaming"
