One year of stick season. I smile like a child thinking about this past year. I try desperately to transport to the past to show young Noah all this craziness. This album will forever commemorate the moment I finally figured out who I was.
i wrote feelings are fatal when i was 17, depressed, and in the closet. happy to report i am 23, less depressed, and proudly out as bisexual for six years! “feelings are fatal (revisited)” is out now and plum blossom (revisited) will be yours november 10th https://t.co/fbPfAbiUgw
Well I’m broke, but I’m real rich in my head
I broke a bone that never healed in my hand
So when I hold you close, love I may loosen my grip
But I won’t ever let you go