Lets keep it PG if we're gonna talk on the phone 
(my moms here and i just dont want her to think i like, curse all the time)
Dont know how long things will have to keep rolling this way
Hammer it down lets get it right the first time around
(Doo doo doo-doo)
Second time, who knows

Wonton (Vox Test)

MeAndYou (Interlude)

A Ride Home Demo (Slowed)

a wish that i made
long ago in your name
could come true any day
hopefully sooner than later

i, humble man
and you, gentle soul
were meant to be apart
so that i could long for you longer a bit more

A Wish

Holy Hell is it hot outside, I’m working now but if the Earth doesn’t let up, my insides are going to fry.

Holy Hell is it hot outside, I’m working now but if the Earth doesn’t let up, my insides are going to fry.

Holy Hell is it hot outside, I’m working now but if the Earth doesn’t let up, my insides are going to fry.

Holy Hell is it hot outside, I’m working now but if the Earth doesn’t let up, my insides are going to fry.

Have you ever been burnt to the core, inside and out? It’s a whole thing and that can’t be overstated.

Let’s replace heartache with cramps in the stomach.
Obligatory living and there, you have a recipe for adulthood. 
Growing up is not for the feint of heart, and most certainly not inclined for 12-year-olds of all ages. 
Yes, you’ll adapt, but that little kid isn’t going anywhere.
Prove me wrong and I’ll turn a blind eye, but authentic aesthetic submits that you’ll follow some aspect of my pathology anyways.
You’ll decline the notion but I’ve seen you. Instinct is the primary for core survival, habitat for self-preservation. Undetermined costs for higher function.

TCCE Sketch 4 Draft

PrntScrn

Do you like speaking into the void to get no response ?

Silent Passenger

walking into an abandoned chuck e cheese

Everything Is Free Now

this is a demo.
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Almost  anything  carried  to  its  logical  extreme  becomes  depressing,  if  not  carcinogenic. 

Fifty Days and nights of cold, keep in mind the distance of home. 
Friend of mine, deliver hope across the icy spirals you call your own.

You feel like an open road.

Fortunately, though extrapolation is an element in science fiction, it isn't the name of the game by any means. It is far too rationalist and simplistic to satisfy the imaginative mind, whether the writer's or the reader's.

Fifty Days and nights of cold, keep in mind the distance of home.

You feel like an open road.
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tl;dr: Do yourself a favor and read Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin

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