i'm cheekie albay, a 29-year-old writer, entrepreneur, music freak, reformed party girl, and erstwhile chemistry major (true story).
for every moment in my life, there's a song on my mind. whether i'm heading to a party, being bored out of my wits, crushing on a new guy, attacking a sandwich, or crushing on a new guy while attacking a sandwich, i'm humming in my head.
And the story’s all over you Justin, my heart aches just listening to you. If I ever find myself with a shattered soul and the post-breakup blues, I hope to be able to welcome solitude, reflect on my sorrows, and create shimmering beauty out of pain as wonderfully as you do. Although I’d probably get a snazzy haircut. Just so I’d feel better about myself. Not knocking the bushy beard here. Just saying. (Look what it did for Joaquin Phoenix.)
In the morning I’ll call you
Can’t you find a clue
When your eyes are all painted Sinatra blue
- Bon Iver, “The Wolves (Act I and II)
