I get sentimental one day out of the year and that day isn’t always New Years Eve but this year it is. Maybe there were things I wanted to say but didn’t, not on some bashful shit but because I’ve always wanted to give my best and that goalpost keeps moving. It’s been moving faster recently which is a good thing. I went on tour for the first time and if I met you on that tour wow, thank you. I hate coy artist talk (even when I catch myself doing it I hate it) so what happened was I wanna finish the album by like february. I know what the album is called. Btw I’m sorry I call them albums and they’re always really short. We shot the videos before the songs mostly. I work on it every day. There’s also a side project, but I don’t know what it is all the way yet. Growing up I was never really one to go to my favorite artists shows or buy merch or whatever. So I kinda assume most of you are like that too. So i just wanted to say that I’m really figuring this shit out, to any listeners out there, dw i got uuuuuuu
I had dream about something my dad told me once, how the kids in his neighborhood would catch stray cats by their tales and spin them around their head. And when I woke up the train doors were opening. You were standing on the platform and slammed your hand against the train windows (gross). You had a sticky note and it said ***** **** **** * ** ** *******. mama and papa are naturally occurring terms in distinct languages because of how babies talk. no, you say, mama and papa are naturally occurring terms in distinct languages because we're all in this together. I had something I was going to say to you, I wrote it in a notes called "Denver money". Practiced it in the mirror. I like the city because it fucking sucks and every day you see something you've never seen before. That's why I like you, too. I had a dream (not a thought) that if you jumped off the roof you'd probably fly. I had a thought (not a dream) that we would grow old and open a coffee shop with a big modular synth in the middle, for anybody.
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you have to listen in silence to feel a movement in yourself, and by that point momentum is doing most of the work. it's how our values dont sway and shift gently they are distressed and pressure-cooked until they shatter completely and i was 21 when i was introduced to "the money" that was there before i was born and across the sky are these bold beautiful strokes of paint that keep going until the last drop comes off the bristles. i had a nokia when i was 14 and i wonder what it would reveal if i could see it now.
