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The last time I posted was in September. Agh!
I feel like as long as I poke my head in every six months or so, you'll know I'm still alive.
I have a video to share:
Nick is working on a solo project while From December takes a pause in touring. God, I love watching him. He says the song is about social anxiety and all the things that are " ( Read more... ) -
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I don't know what I'm doing with my life anymore. I had taken time off after my heart transplant and I was supposed to go to medical school this fall...around now, actually. I had gotten in to Harvard, Stanford, Johns Hopkins, UCSF.
But I decided not to go.
From December has new music out and I've been listening to it constantly. I have ( Read more... ) -
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Guess who's curled up at the end of my bed?
Yeah. Nick. From December is between tours. My parents told him I had a heart transplant. Ed talked him into coming (after passing my parents scrutiny). And we've talked about getting back together.
But here, have something a little more serious. ( Read more... ) -
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They found me a heart donor.
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My parents are superheros. Out of the thousands of people in the DC area, they found each other by accident. There's a story of a stolen Yorkie who became my best friend; who was snuck into hospitals to sleep with me. There are plenty of people who want to kill both my parents--my mom, because of what she represents and my dad because of what he ( Read more... ) -
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I went to this open mic-esque thing last night with a few friends. It's been a long time since I was on a stage and this is an old song.
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My parents raised a better daughter so why am I still in love with a married (in the eyes of the law) man? -
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That horrible moment when you're texting a boy you crushed on at one point and the conversation gets real serious and real awkward when it turns into how you're not over that other guy yet.
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