Markus Nylund

all the celebs are in therapy so remember that when you see their beautiful smiles razzling and dazzling you i expected too much from all my heroes didnt even know that some of ’em were already dead just let them…

i am not the voice of the working class the only work i do is getting these songs to you trusted my gut and my heart to keep doing my thing it was brutal at times and still is sometimes…

make more mistakes its a good way to learn how to live honey i just called to say i am in real big trouble as i hold back the tears make room for fresh fears somewhere along the way lost…

i’m obsessed with all the wrong things whatever you avoid i eat with my cheerios what you call mundane is my gay parade got my freak flag flapping away got my license plate says this car has no breaks ol’…

can you feel the poetry of this moment whatever is happening wherever you are somewhere on a continuum between life and loss maybe you are standing on the edge of a tall building or bridge you want to jump and…

gone so far off the rails that when i appear in your frames nobody can relate to me no more had it all and questioned it then burned it all to hell just to see what would happen and study…

i have nothing to teach anyone i dont really believe in anything all i can do is express this whatever is going on right now i feel this terrible agony somewhere in my body but the place is unclear just…

figuring out how to fly this damn thing wrestling with demons in the sunshine take another sip of my morning juice frowns need friends too all this stuff i got going on a way to avoid the inevitable spent the…

open my internet tabs for the millionth time emails, social media mma news and then have a moment where i can hear all the sounds around me like country engines rustling and whistling of birds and leaves and creaking wood…

scroll the feeds all i see is “look at me” but i get it because i am just like you we all wanna be seen and i know exactly how you feel we go online even me mister hot shot…