En Rhythm

est. Mar. 1988.
Manila born, Brooklyn raised, SoCal grown, & stuck here.
Musician. F Horn, Trumpets, Drumkit, Guitar, Ukulele, & Trombone.
Cyclist, and I'll ride my bike wherever it will take me, as far as my body will go.
SoCal Dream Drum & Bugle Corps. 2010 Soprano Bugle, & 2011 Lead G Mellophone
Food is a gate to the soul, & a good knife is the key.
Please ask, or just tell.
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someboyhood-bravery:

Nothing I say ever comes out right.
In my head my words are a city of colors and lights,
But once they leave my mouth, they turn sour and stain my skin.

My freckles are hidden by inkblots.
My innocence is gone. Nothing is right.
So I’ll just bite my tongue until I taste blood
And tell everyone that it was what I wanted all along.

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