@kasimr

happy birthday mom, miss u
sry 4 the wait, much more on the way soon,,

lyrics:

i'm still sorta unsure what happened
still dial mom's number out of habit
call failed
 
week left to do taxes
living room, graveyard, amazon package
old mail
 
same type that stares when i'm outside
late night upstairs on my couch fried
say i don't care much about myself
it's a seperate metric i count by
 
red wine bleed through the grapevine
sip after sip, get sick of the facetime--hello?
i don’t speak like that
need pitch black nails on the decline, stat
 
feelin’ like i wobbled out a wormhole
spent a lot of hours clicking circles
young five digit live from the multi
where violence and snide is compulsory
 
yea yea

call failed (prod. kasim rizvi)

TIM- IDENTITY ISSUES

cover of bright eyes' song "false advertising"

false advertising

@hellasketchy

:-)

original piece used for cover: http://iamnotsadatall.tumblr.com/post/124478460568

warped tour (prod. hella sketchy)

passed out in some garage
someone broke my guitar
spilled beer on your friend's couch
but i'm not fucking sorry
i'll see you tomorrow
i've gotta sleep some more
and when i leave your house
you'll hear me slam the door

i woke up in the eve-
ning with you in my bed
i wondered what was going on
i wondered what we said
both of us high as hell
surprised that we could speak
said something fucking stupid
and then you said to me

i don't know where i'm goin'
and i don't know what i feel
and i don't know who i am
or what is real

got a gig tonight
don't think i have a ride
supposed to start at 6
i'll be there at 9
what the hell's my name?
i don't remember it
and who plays in my band?
oh, i don't give a shit

i might hit the town
like where's the party at?
and stuff my fucking face
until i have a heart attack
i'm probably better off
a memory or dream
but for now i'm here
at least that's how it seems but

olive jacket, magenta hair
pale skin with a piercing stare
you see through my eyes to my brain
swallowed whole by an empty void
wondered if i'd be destroyed
but somehow you saved me from it

speak in tongues through a speakerphone
never see what i need to know
i always just do at the end
question morals and need support
swapping spit in a pillow fort
i'm drunk on a sunday again

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

white lies on the telephone
might cry if i make it home
but something tells me that i won't
water bottle of alcohol
on my teacher's desk in a middle school
we all must find our escapes

broken clasp on a cookie jar
empty cabinets, looking hard
for something to eat in this place
going hungry or maybe starving
myself because i hate who i am
oh, i do, oh yes, i do

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

frozen shut

https://rapperatlas.bandcamp.com/album/im-happy

i'm happy

dear, ____

artwork was shot by mae <3 tysm

we keep drifting through these weekends
i keep wondering what's keeping
me away from ever speaking
properly in conversations

i can't swallow medication
you keep forgetting to take it
wonder how my name keeps ending
up in stranger's mouths

in all these conversations

nothing like anonymous comments
to make you feel like everything's fading out
i'm not waiting, i'm not waiting
for the sadness to go
too much time on my hands, yes
it's obvious that i am blessed
but something tells me i can't rest
until i find something good to do

i can't keep staying up all night
i can't keep waiting for daylight
i can't keep watching the sunrise
i can't keep hoping that something will rescue me

i can't keep staying up all night
i can't keep waiting for daylight
i can't keep watching the sunrise
i've gotta fix this shit now

been losing my friends and severing ties
we walked to the ending and said our goodbyes
but somehow, no matter the passage of time
they always fucking talk about me

conversations

PRODUCED BY @NOSENTENCES 
ART BY TWITTER.COM/WAVELESSNY

it's banger season, come ride the wave

LYRICS:
this that laid back, cool shit, speeding past a cruise ship 
left you in the past tense, bloody, need a new lip 
cool, wrist like alaska, 'cause it's icy tho 
we could make you live a half-life like an isotope 
i've been drinking alcohol, but i ain't talking isopropyl 
feel like i'm about to fall, them bags under my eyes are purple 
woah, floor getting slicker with every shot 
woah, why you got your britches in a knot? 

it's the sicker spitter, hit a lick, and duck off in the dodge 
'cept i'm more than likely hoarding someone's blunt in a garage 
in the midwest, yeah, it's all a front or a facade 
such a bummer to be awful at the only thing you got 
but you managing it pretty well, vile with the flow 
think it's winterfell, wrist look like a pile of the snow 
i don't kiss and tell, if she wanna fly out for a show 
then i come and then i go, 'cause i'm always on the road 

don't mistake it or hate it, made my plate out of waste 
and went to the attic from basement, moving up in my placement 
from depressed and complacement to "i'ma flex 'til i change it" 
when no one knew what my name was, i still wrote page after page 
i suppose that if i make it, then that's why 
but i don't really wanna be that guy 
yeah, i don't wanna look like the bad guy 
but most my competition on standby 

so i'ma come thru and then kill and dig into beats 
i brag about nothing but make that shit heat 
they getting jealous when they listen to me 
but speaking back'll get 'em ripped into pieces 
pennsylvia to the borderline 
from east manhattan to the torrey pines 
i'm the central the topic like florida time 
and i'm passing if she only sorta fine 

and that's that... yeah... fax, no printer shit 
finally got some bands but i don't act no different 
thinking 'bout the old days... bagged no mistresses 
was listening to coldplay... yeah, don't mention it, whatever

download <3

WAVES

elvis depressedly - inside you (atlas cover)

idk here's an ode to my teenage years
p.s. i'm kinda on hiatus i guess

lyrics:
i was 15 reading homestuck on the internet
never smiling, acting edgy, smoking cigarettes
'fore my life had started spinning in a pirouette
i was 15 reading homestuck on the internet

now i'm 20 reading homestuck on the internet
never smiling, acting edgy, never interested
when you talk to me, i'm barely even listening
'cause i'm 20 reading homestuck on the internet