I was hearing dreams I’d carried quietly for years being held and honored by people who didn’t know me at all, yet somehow understood exactly what the music was trying to say.

The only thing I have to commemorate my moment is a Twisted Tea bottle cap and this song.

It would seem that, after all, the perfect guy simply just doesn’t exist.

I remember looking at myself in the mirror and trying to convince myself that things were going to be okay, even though I felt so deflated…

Have you ever met someone that you could see would be a tragic story, but you wanted to read it anyway?

October is the month for ghosts. This song is one that haunts me.

I’ve been asked more times than I can count if I “really did fuck Casey…”

Would you believe me if I told you that “Lemon” originally started off as a song about a hike?

It all began with a letter in a red envelope…