slut

i make music. bad music but at least i try. anyway in light of certain recent events, I thought that half the human population needed some clarification on relationships... yeah. also screw labels.

https://soundcloud.com/570rm/slut

(i made it mostly on my iPhone using iMaschine)

every scar tells a story

here's a pretty basic/boring piano soundscape to accompany my musings :)
https://soundcloud.com/570rmxiii/every-scar-tells-a-story


Lately I've been fascinated by scars. Each scar is uniquely yours and symbolizes a time when you were stronger than whatever challenged you. Your skin grew back tougher, thicker- marking you as braver than before. Scars are second chances and also an insight into the human who bears them. Chances are you remember the stories behind yours because they've made you who you are. 

So tell me, what are the best stories your scars tell?

i love you

maintain the mystery

Oops I think this just became a photography blog. Well kind of. As usual, my musical output isn't really anything impressive but I have been working on photography stuff so I uploaded some. I hope that's ok!

To start with, here's a really old shot that I just re-edited

new stuff

First things things first:
https://soundcloud.com/570rmxiii/piano-improv-1

And then some random photography :)

 

 

My tumblr: http://5t0rm.tumblr.com

My Pinterest (where there's a lot more): http://pinterest.com/thegilpinterest/my-pictures/

My old Flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/53774180@N08/

there's other stuff too but I am 100% sure no one actually cares haha

Finish Line

take a deep breath
say it out loud
think about it now
and then stand down

https://soundcloud.com/570rmxiii/finish-line

Runner

A pretty basic piano melody with meaningless lyrics and layers added in garageband.

https://soundcloud.com/570rmxiii/runner

don't talk about it

I promise you, I'm not
Too pretty to talk to. I'm not
Pretty enough that you would ever want to.
If you hit me up, I return your calls.
There's no chase but that is far from my only flaw.
I am used to my back against the wall.
Wallflower, I guess that might be my fault.
And I am never on the ball,
I'm taking easy classes and I'm failing them all.
Now I know just what not to do.
Even on a bad day she attracts the bi's
And to my D she got a 95.
Can I blame it all on the size of the thighs
Or does she rely on her eyes?
That last guy was a fast high.
She said hello and then goodbye.
Sometimes I know she covers her eyes.
If she can't see the truth she can believe lies.
Sure, it's easier
If we don't talk about it
But everybody knows that she'd be
Better off without this.
I don't see
A problem until
Does she love him?
Will she next year
When he's still failing?

We
Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it.
We
Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it. Don't talk about it.