everything just fell in your lap, and it's choking you to death.
i used to always fear not being good enough.
like not being good enough for anyone.
or not being good enough at doing anything,
but now, it's not so much of a fear,
it's more of a realization that i'm not.
last night was awesome.
i spent like 5 hours sitting on a hill with my friends.
it's all about the hill from now on.
i wrote a sweet song the other day.
it's mostly piano, and it was recorded during a thunderstorm.
complete with sounds of real rain and real thunder.
it's a g.
as marcus baron said, i "was jamming with God."
come to momentum on sunday. 6 o'clock. shepherd's gate. (23 east of m-53)
bye.
like not being good enough for anyone.
or not being good enough at doing anything,
but now, it's not so much of a fear,
it's more of a realization that i'm not.
last night was awesome.
i spent like 5 hours sitting on a hill with my friends.
it's all about the hill from now on.
i wrote a sweet song the other day.
it's mostly piano, and it was recorded during a thunderstorm.
complete with sounds of real rain and real thunder.
it's a g.
as marcus baron said, i "was jamming with God."
come to momentum on sunday. 6 o'clock. shepherd's gate. (23 east of m-53)
bye.