guys i’m writing so many songs rn

i’m your designated driver but what happens when someone steals my car just to draw a dick

being a musician is fun cause you will see your friends post about a show and your first thought will be “omg i totally almost shit myself on that stage once. is that the same one? omg. ya it totally is. huh. small world!” and then you move on with your day.

update: getting my car stolen while in line for the glossier pop up and then it being found months later completely unusable and covered in penises is the funniest thing that has ever happened to me

if my album was even your 20th favourite of the year then i would like to smooch you on the forehead pls

brb using chat gpt to name my new car

in: listening to i live in patterns out: not listening to i live in patterns

i wanna love something as much as crossword puzzle writers love the word “arid”

is the paris hilton version of my album “I Slive in Patterns”

doing nyt connections before the gig ❤️

maybe i’m wrong, but i feel like if i covered one last breath by creed it would be good

i have long accepted that my main role on this earth is to be the last person who is still keeping up with Big Brother

when you go to hell you actually just have to listen to the kissing noises in love is blind season 6 for all of eternity

God the men you put on this Earth to go to war are placing women’s art on an axis of “earned” and “unearned” suffering and expression

literally how am i supposed to stay motivated to succeed in music if i know that there is absolutely no possibility that there will ever be a glee cast version of anything i write

why is goodreads like that

never forget the iconic story told in 2 playlists