all your bullets ricochet

Sondering. Wondering. Wandering.


"Found one of my old journals from right around the time we were heading out on tour with NFG in the UK early 2008. I started reading it and couldn’t help but cry a little bit, because that person was really confused and very lost, and as it went on, the person behind the pen seemed to get a little bit stronger… That part felt good. It was the reminder I needed that right now I’m as strong as ever. There really isn’t a point to telling you all of this, except maybe I want to thank you, because you are a constant reminder that I’m not as lost as I once was.” 

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and lead me up the staircase, won't you whisper soft and slow?

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