Are There Still Beautiful Things?
It is impossibly easy to spot the darkness.
It is impossibly easy to spot the darkness.
Down in our backyard, lying next to our bushes, was a bird on their back, legs twitching.
Now here I was, sweating after a kick to the face, wondering if Gina knew she kicked off of my skull instead of the wall.
Luck doesn’t prove virtue.
I wasn’t competitive enough to care about winning; I wanted to be but I didn’t seem capable of it.
Infinity Train feels like my white whale of media.
You might find yourself less afraid of the unknown, because you have faced and conquered it before.
Poor critical reception. Lines that made us burst into laughter at their strangeness. The most contrived reason to crossdress I’ve ever seen.
After about three years of total country music immersion, I’m here to ask you to give it another shot.
Life was simpler when I only had to worry about myself.