So um. This might happen in July. :)
The Shivers playing LIE live at the Manhattan Inn last night.
The Shivers- L.I.E.
It’s been cold here, I’ve taken to smoking cigarettes on the balcony at night staring at the hot tub next to my apartment complex. It’s the most beautiful amalgamation of swirling chlorine green, foam and rising steam. I don’t know what I’m really staring at. Depression isn’t a useful tool for the internet, the internet is a great equalizer and I could never express whatever feelings of you rise to the surface when I listen to this song. Think of this more as a mark of time, 5 months since we were in that hot tub alone and you told me what you hadn’t told anyone. I want you to know it doesn’t make me feel special anymore and that’s okay. Mostly, I have felt myself becoming a servant of sadness. I am still looking for the beauty in that.