I’m biting the hand that feeds me
I would rather starve
I roll the stone away like thunder
I’m stepping up
And out of my grave
To rise
To rise
Again
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@monalucine
I’m biting the hand that feeds me
I would rather starve
I roll the stone away like thunder
I’m stepping up
And out of my grave
To rise
To rise
Again
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My first ever song “Break My Heart Like Bread” is out.
If you:
• like religious imagery
•need an angry song to cry to
•enjoy a sax solo
Stream this song
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My mom and brother spent all day decorating the tree it is so special and it feels like Christmas
(Yes the it my cat under the tree)
I don’t have to lift a finger
Let your guilty god-given conscience
Be my vengeance
Be my closure
Let the voice in your head
Tell you it’s over
my hobby is self destruction and then writing to rebuild my self and then using said self destruction as inspo 🤞🏻
Happy Thanksgiving! I am grateful for my dad and his untangling abilities (but mostly my dad)
I went to calico with my twin bro and Cheyenne for our birthday - dream come true - best day ever / I am so happy
When you get so in your creative rhythm you forget you need to ingest art, culture, life, to be inspired and that’s probably why you’re feeling creatively burnt out.
Go to a museum, go grab coffee, go for a walk, out with friends, out dancing, go live a little.
Vroom vroom Zaytoon ! ❤️
Wishing I was on a horse ranch out of the city rn
I made cinnamon rolls. Super happy with how they turned out! Wish I didn’t run out of butter for the filling :( they were still fun to make AND yummy . Man , October loves me. Happy fall! 🍁🧡
Things that haunt you:
1. Ghosts
2. Your first love
3. Your unfinished draft
Zaytoon ( my cat) likes to hide in my chimney! Happy Halloween 🎃🧡
Pretty the origin of my songwriting was just vocally stimming
The weird thing about creative projects is that sometimes your close ones won’t like it but a random stranger will receive it and be forever touched
the even weirder thing about creative projects is that they could become something that carries your name beyond your body throughout history. it could wind up in a museum, or in a box of family heirlooms to be fought for. both rich beyond comparison
That is so beautiful