
Look up here, I’m in heaven I’ve got scars that can’t be seen I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen Everybody knows me now Look up here, man, I’m in danger I’ve got nothing left to lose I’m so high it makes my brain whirl Dropped my cell phone down below Ain’t that just like me

You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on You’re gonna have to hold on But you’re gonna have to hold on

A monk goes out on a boat in a small lake to meditate. After a few hours of uninterrupted silence, he suddenly feels the jarring impact of another boat bumping into his. While he does not open his eyes, he feels the irritation and anger building within him. “Why would someone do that? Can’t they

It’s no secret how much I love and adore The Cure. I always have and I always will. My favorite songs and my favorite albums are a bit fluid, and I go through phases where a particular album will mean everything to me in those moments. Some of it is nostalgia, no doubt. But more

I never meant to wander here, or let my soul burst, A shadow across your riotous world. I never sought to tear your heart, To watch you recoil, so frail, From the flame I dared to burn. It waits- lurking just beyond the veil, Not in some distant place- But curled, living, at my side.

I recently ran across a reel on Instagram that I took a screenshot of in a moment of silliness and have found myself reading it over and over this week. I figured I may as well share it with my communuty during Pride Month, as a small reminder, I suppose. How To Respect Yourself So