the alias doesn't matter, the music is the music. The song is being written. by someone. for you. for me. I don't know. It's the music you've heard it, you hate it but sometimes you love it. And that's the joy of it. That's the pleasure of it. Of everything. It comes and it goes and it never comes back, and I'll listen for sure. And that will be me in the moment, you will have my attention for that second and then, in an instant. I'll die. Even writing this, I won't come back to this place ever. I'll fade into the ocean of information, and be lost with no trace. I won't be able to reach him anymore. But for that instant I will have been what I had to be.

maybe ill write a worst thing today

i've uploaded a lot of music i like to keep as a time capsule here
circa. 2016
manic dev w/ a heart
a friend

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keep it up
xoxo

maybe ill write a worst thing today

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