aquamarine w/nowhere

A field of dandelions
Nothing but cell towers and
Plantation pines penetrate
The sky out here

Someone on the radio sounds like Joni (tells me exactly what I'm doing)
Too tired not to drown in apathy (so sick of myself)
Father won’t stop looking over shoulder (oh my god will you fucking stop that—)
Sun pulls the horizon to his ears (—I’m trying to sleep)

Every evening around seven I get the sinking feeling
The last six days my heart has been my stomach's guest
I would write a five page letter for you every night
And driving three hours doesn't seem too bad
Just for one more chance at what we had

Who needs another guy like me to tell them how to live?
Who says the ancient monoliths won't cauterize your bliss?
I need another life to learn about just how to give to myself

Moon hides her waning face in a tree
The son looks from the other side
It's worst that I could probably feel like this
For the rest of my life, unsatisfied

Every evening around seven I get the sinking feeling
The last six days my heart has been my stomach's guest
I would write a five page letter for you every night
And driving three hours doesn't seem too bad
Just for one more chance at what we had

I love you
I still use your lip balm
I wish you could admit
That sometimes you, too, were a bit wrong

There's nothing that I miss like the softness
Priorities
I'm so cold

Youth, ill fated
Though I can't help but hope to get back with you
I made it end

Who needs another guy like me to tell them how to live?
Who says the ancient monoliths won't cauterize your bliss?
I need another life to learn about just how to give to myself

Who Needs?

https://soundcloud.com/maae-ko as noise puppy <3

eat you whole_chapter307

I love my mother
And I love my wife
She's my blossom
We creating life

Yea yea I'm the anime man
I be copping flights from US to Japan
Grabbing all the rent to shop designer brands
So so sad machine 
I have no friends

Screaming
Porter Robinson (x8)
(I be screaming)
Screaming
Porter Robinson (x8)

Yea I'm her Little AlterBoy™
I be moaning twelve semitones up
No air in between for Jesus baby
There ain't no happiness without your touch

She said she want a sweet time
So I watched the water unfold
Now she need something comforting
So I hit her with that wind tempo

Yeah I make her smile for the camera (x3) (flash!)
Yeah I make another chord stack

Yeah I make her smile for the camera (x3) (flash!)
Yeah I make another chord stack

I supersaw you on the street
I superfucked you in the sheets

Screaming
Porter Robinson (x8)
(I be screaming)
Screaming
Porter Robinson (x8)
(I be screaming)

Everything To Me (Remix)

from this time last year.

lyrics:

brush your teeth
make your bed
put on clothes take them off
stay in school
don’t do drugs
put on clothes to take them off
make your school
put it off
let it win
making out
stay in school to take them off

from "songs for sleeping"

making out (demo)

aughtta - is it friend cheating if i like her post and not yours

Ash Electric - I Sleep Better

bad mix / ruff sketch
singing sample is from a now deleted addison grace vlog

untitled track 3 (love(sic))

here as a book-end. 

mind is a mess. please remember to see shit beyond what you hope it is and just be realistic and don't blind yourself with love or emotions or whatever the fuck and be responsible for yourself and advocate for yourself and shit and don't be like me. there's a lot packed in this upload.

if you can make out the cover and if you're reading this and you were in that server i ran, i'm sorry. i don't know what else to even say other than that. i'm just sorry.

...

been gone for a while whoops. cracking away at a new record. its trancey. stay tuned.

rose tinted

Even If It Kills Me

« Océan de sang » est une plongée poétique dans la violence et le désespoir de la guerre. Les mots de Jean-Pierre Parra martèlent la douleur, la mémoire et la perte, portés par des images fortes de sang, de cris et de silence. Ce texte donne voix à une humanité blessée, prisonnière de la folie des hommes, mais encore animée par une fragile lucidité. Une méditation sombre où la vie s’accroche, malgré tout, à l’ombre de la mort.

making out (demo)

charlie zacks