I want to be laying in bed with you. I want to be in your arms. I want to look in your eyes and see the love. I want to touch your face and just look you in the eyes. I want us to be perfect. We will get there eventually.

I wish you were here. I want to roll over and meet your sleepy eyes and your voice saying a soft good morning. I want to curl up in your chest with our arms around each other. I want to fall back asleep in your arms. My body wants to be able to feel you next to me. I just want this to happen.


My taste in music ranges from “you need to listen to this” to “I know, please don’t judge me.”

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soon i will have to pay rent and food and INTERNET AND IM NOT READY FOR THAT

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I want to thank you so much for letting me change my journal into songs, and then being so kind when you hear the words that I have to say.I want you to know, tonight, whatever it is you’re going through, whatever you brought to the building tonight, you’re not alone in what you’re going through, I promise. I promise. Music can do that. It can make things make sense for moments at a time. That’s why we listen. We have one more song for you, and if you would be so kind to participate, just let loose. This is your moment to leave everything here tonight that you need to. 

tyler’s speech before trees. louisville, ky. [|-/]

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Brother Tyler, may you braid my hair?

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