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random idiots

“You’d think that you’d think before climbing into a car with random idiots.”

“Ya, I get it, Damien. I didn’t think. I messed up . . . again.”

The opening scene of the Nirvana Threads was inspired by my experience, once upon a time, hitchhiking in British Columbia, Canada. The driver was playing chicken on the highway with random cars from the opposite lane. I remember thinking: “this might be how I’m going to die” and clutching the side of my seat and mentally calling on God to do his will. Although I don’t outright mention it’s chicken they’re playing in the car in TNT, the picture is still painted. I hope you give it a read!!

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Have you ever been caught in a crazy situation, intentionally or accidentally, where you thought “this could be it”?

Sending mucho warm, loving vibes to you this Friday! Keep safe!

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green eyes

“Carlie noticed only now how green his eyes were. She thought it funny how quickly a person could change in someone’s eyes. For better or for worse.”

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The Nirvana Threads (👈 click for more info + goodies)

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a ton of bricks

“The first guitar chord felt like a ton of bricks in her rib cage, vibrating from the inside, filling her completely. The bass drum kicked in, resonating up and down her body, and then it was the snare, tightening her skin with each whipping snap. In seconds, they had made her body feel alive with new vigour; only seconds, and the song was at full speed. And just as quickly the whole floor became a soup of thrashing, wriggling punks.”

The Nirvana Threads is a love story, a spiritual adventure, a nostalgic time travel to the 90s, a playful exploring of the magical.

Check it out • officially drops tomorrow

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lasers shot from the sky

The winding road curved tightly up a hill, the trees letting through only sporadic dashes of light, like lasers shot from the sky. They turned down a lane, tire tracks the only proof of civilisation. Grass grew high all around, wild flowers higher still. The lane opened up to a small, sun-drenched lot enclosed by an infantry of trees guarding a little wooden cabin with a gable roof. Damien parked the car on a pebbled strip in the freshly mowed front yard.”

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