In isolation my imagination has run wild and this album is the result, a collection of songs and stories that flowed like a stream of consciousness. Picking up a pen was my way of escaping into fantasy, history, and memory. I’ve told these stories to the best of my ability with all the love, wonder, and whimsy they deserve. Now it’s up to you to pass them down.
Mhm. A manip this time. Because I really needed Alec with bedhead, shiny eyes, heat-stained flushed cheeks and kiss ‘abused’ swollen lips, a sheen of sweat and hickeys. Just for the visual.
Happy pride month, don’t lose focus on the movement going on tho. Be gay, do crimes. Be gay, protest. Be gay while supporting black lives matter. You have the range