closed starter for @tendereden // ft. dixon
“have you ever felt like you have something to say stuck on the tip of your tongue, but you’re not quite sure what it is or even how to say it?” dixon asked, frustratingly putting his pen down on the pad of paper he had in front of him. “i honestly feel like i’m going crazy. i knew what i was going to say, but i totally forgot. so fucking annoying,” he muttered, jotting down some useless words as if they would help job his memory – no such luck. “if i can’t get myself out of this slump, i’m fucking doomed, man. career done before it’s barely even begun. how pathetic is that?” he was starting to believe his fear would come true, that he simply would be a one hit wonder and be forgotten for the rest of time.