The embodiment of my mental notebook

Take back your words, just cut me from ear to ear.

Current lyric writing session, emotionally exhausting. 

Well, I guess the page is getting turned for me.

Jonny craig is a mega-tool, but his music is so good.

this picture, I officially want to live in Oregon.

I said Sigur Ros was my favorite. Kings of Convenience will always take the cake. I dislike it when people only know one song by them: “Gold in the Air of Summer.” The only reason they know that song is because I showed it to them, but hey, lets educate the uneducated.

Currently listening to 24-25 by Kings of Convenience.

I just realized how bipolar my blog-o-sphere is. 

Maybe it’s a representation of me?

Eh.

Sigur Ros will forever and always be my favorite.

Maybe it’s time I look ahead, instead of debating with the past. It seems as though the surge of emotion that runs through me can be tamed over time. It’s just that now it seems limitless, the loneliness. I am at a crossroads, and I am not sure which road I should take.

I am debating on giving out my tumblr domain name. I could just keep this as an online journal for my personal thoughts…. Maybe one day I will be secure enough to allow it to be both.

It feels gay to be a male and own a blog, but if I am going to be a hipster, I might as journal like one.