"Ya, this song’s a banger" - Brando Kento of Tough Stuff
I wrote a short catchy song about why I don’t really write short catchy songs and it takes unfair shots at no one in particular, but mostly asserts my own ego.
My self esteem waffles between, “wow I’m the best everyone should love me and everyone that doesn’t should go fuck themselves” and “oh jesus all of my friends only like me or anything I do because they pity me. I am a huge joke.”
Anyways, I drop off my little sister at the high school at 6:20 AM, drive up this quaint little hill in a neighborhood, and park in this little dirt-ridden spot on the road where you can see all (or like, a good amount) of Walnut in its tiny, quiet glory
And I sit on this stupid piece of scrap bark, stupidly, stupidly watching this tiny world groggily yawning from a heavy slumber as one-by-one the evening’s orange bursts of light vanish into the pale blue hills and buildings
And it’s good. It’s good. Things have been heavy but I think I can breathe easy again, a few staggers here and there
I guess that’s easier to say on quiet, early mornings when you’re watching the sun waking into vaster plains.
Look, we could tell each other all about our stories and philosophies and splatter words in journals and scream-shout the lyrics to our favorite songs and shatter the hell out of all the dishes and glass bottles in the house but even then there would still be
You are so amazing. Why do you hate the things you do? I mean everyone loves it, i swear there must be millions of people who love it! Seriously, i swear on myself, your art is amazing, i stopped drawing a year and a half back, and now i see myself drawing ONLY ONLY ONLY because of you. Thank you so much. But seriously, you should love your art. Its amazingly breathtakinly beautiful.
Man someone taking up art again because of little ‘ol me? Dang. Jeez. Dang. Thank YOU so much. Jeez dude, I’m so glad you’re drawing again- those are melodic words to my ears. Show me some of your art some time.
And what’s up with the influx of super kind messages and words lately it ain’t even the holidays yet you guys