just listened to this with my boyfriend at 12:54 am <3

lots of nights like this anymore, hope I wake up, hope I breathe in my sleep

genuinely a banger, whoever disagrees has trash music taste :)

Still the best song to ever exist been listening since i was 14 i’m 22 now

all my thoughts

~for all the dræm girls out there~ 

We're excited to share new music we've recorded over the summer! This is a new single off our upcoming "Summer Break Mixtape"


--credits--
Written and performed by No Vacation 
Recorded @ Different Fur Studios, SF 
Mixed/mastered by Stefan Mac 
Engineered by Sean Paulson 
Artwork by Noel Kenny and Sabrina Mai

Summer Break

Dræm Girl

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji speech X Why Am I Like This

yooo {PROD. RICLAFLARE}

cover of bright eyes' song "false advertising"

false advertising

Sleep In

12:54 am

You're my....my.....my.....

<3

sleeping through weekends
sleeping through weekdays
sleeping through family events
i just don't care

sleep through the alarm clock
sleep until my heart stops
sleep until i don't wake
fighting my fear of death

fighting my fear of death
fighting my fear of death

sleeping in guest rooms
sleeping depressed, too
sleepwalk out to the bridge
i'll jump one day

sleep to avoid things
sleep and act dead
said you'll wake me up soon well
what are you waiting for?

what are you waiting for?
what are you waiting for?

sleep

Invisibility

you & i cover w/ atlas

limited lathe cut record available here: https://skirts.bandcamp.com/album/night-walks-in-love

night walks/in love

hey, thanks for 50k <3

lil vocal acting by my homies jake & marcus <3

lyrics:
i think that now i'd call myself a wordsmith
but not because of talent of ability
it's more that i can balance the facilities
of living as a human, while i'm sittin' here decal-ing my sililoquies
and i guess it makes sense, in that regard
i use my brain as a capture card
inhalin' every word i stumble upon
to try to catalog 'em all before the rapture starts

so you can tag along and follow all the wacky antics
like all my stupid problems that relapsing can't fix
"keep your head up out the sand, stop scratching that wrist
before you turn into another anxious ativan kid"
well i guess it's too late... a couple hundred panic states passed
and my broken self ran away fast
feels like i lost my body in a hand grenade blast
with all this absence in my soul, and i can't evade that

so i'm stuck... trapped in a painting of myself
that was made before i changed how i felt
i'm hoping that my other friends can break out and help
but to be honest, it seems like they've greyed out as well
i constantly remember back in high school
sneaking out to kick it with no pay stubs
everything was simpler then, i guess
i only feel free when there's something to escape from

so i'll keep writing songs of longing for the olden
looking to the future for my confidence and boldness
it certainly isn't here, and neither am i
but i think that we've established that enough to decide
that it's time for a change; or, rather, time to revert
'cause we all sorta miss the designs that we were
and maybe nowadays what i write's more diverse
but the patrick years back didn't understand hurt

and that hurts

a wistful remembrance

wordsmith ii (prod. purpan)

produced by @jhfly

lyrics:

i often sit and wonder how your hand would feel
if we were sitting on my carpet sharing chamomile
keep a lot of little secrets that i can't reveal
until we're high at 3 am just sharing chamomile
(x2)

i guess...

i've got a letters that i've written
a few of them i'm tempted to incinerate
they tend to pile up around my desk
at the frequency of sadness and dinner plates
it's easy to get lost inside of memories
it's harder to pretend that isn't bothersome
you told me 'bout your favorite kinds of flowers
so i went to the market and i got you some

i didn't even break down when i left my house
i didn't even get anxious when i went out
you know the words never sound quite right when they leave my mouth
but, darling, just finish your tea, and we'll go lay down
we can go lay down

i often sit and wonder how your hand would feel
if we were sitting on my carpet sharing chamomile
keep a lot of little secrets that i can't reveal
until we're high at 3 am just sharing chamomile

flowers ep

chamomile (prod. jhfly)

cover photo taken by mads

chain smoke the hunger away
only eating one meal a day
on a good day, but the good days
will never come

i got so used to loss
that is sort of became part of me
i lose myself in my head
i lose my patience in the agony

i lost my youth in the fallout
of somebody else

who took advantage of trust
and left me hating myself

it's always there in my dreams
i put myself through your hell

why did you do those things to me?

sit down on the side of my bed
and contemplate the endless nothing sat inside of my head
it's such a slow burn, but the candle
is always lit

i got so used to fear
it learned to manifest in me
i fear the ending of it all
i fear your reckless apathy

i fear that everything's boring
and nothing will help

it's like it's all in a cycle
my dwindling health

i feel the breath of the reaper
on the side of my neck

why do i still get out of bed?

reckless apathy

Swing Lynn

hi how r u i'm ok also this is old

counting all the constellations
i can see without all this pollution
everything will come and go
your permenance comes from all the reminders

always waiting too long
plucking strings from the spiderwebs hanging down
it's all meter when you're living in song
move slowly to an infinite, monotonous sound
barely eating, always staying in place
depression nesting in between these hollow parts
something endless in my monochrome dreams
i'm a nobody now that you've taken my heart

counting all the constellations
i can see without all this pollution
everything will come and go
your permenance comes from all the reminders

12:54 am

tea

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