NYC on LA time = ruh roh my friends in NYC who r up text me I gots a new phone 🏻(also this was my mothers halter top)
Just me and Michael
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Yo lemme roll thru New York City right quick 🏻
Can't tell you what's been happening @heartofgoldla because it's top secret. But what's not a secret is these girls definitely laugh AT me and not WITH me
First official writing and recording session at @heartofgoldla Studio! WIth my absolutely genius and dear friend Eg White. I can't believe I got him in MY home studio after spending so much time in HIS London home studio. The cherry on top was that my band got to write with us as well!!! And DAYUM! @pauldominic_ @d_scalia@joeymcclellan so much love!
Im back. I really am back. But I'm different. I'm new. I'm changed, but still me. A newer version of me. I'm still sad. I'm still very very sad, at times. I leave my house now. Home must become a state of mind for people like me. I'm home within me! Little, new, me. @danielmudliar
Position has been filled. He's v cute you'll love him.
Can't believe how happy I am to be home...and how long that fucking velvet wizard poster has stayed up🤘🏻 ROCKING ROLL
Every few years I find myself in the desert. Unintentionally, I, like a tumble weed, let myself roll along until my time there is done. As rocks become sand, each time a piece of me is left there. But leaving a piece of yourself behind is merely shedding heavy baggage. A wound bleeds before it closes, and inevitably scars. To me a scar is a gentle reminder of a time that used to be. So I got cut, I bled a little, I got dirt in it and it took a fucking long time to heal. But my bandages blew off in the wind and I left them behind me. Because sometimes you have to leave something behind in order to make room for a new blessing, a new gift, a new journey. Thank you to everyone who never cease to amaze me with endless kindness and endless courage in Joshua tree and pioneer town. Thank you for never judging me, and no matter how far off from the path I've strayed, thank you for always welcoming me home.
Some kid from New Jersey called me today while I was in a children's store (in a giant purple cheetah pimps hat you know the one) and said that Ahmed had given him my number to sell him stuff that sounded like back from college days like 2ci & 2cB & pot & stuff. I told him Ahmed gave him the wrong number, I only sell Flakka. I'm so glad he checked back in with me. 🤘🏻
Beautiful baby sis🤘🏻 babysitter, check. Shopping day, check. Me almost fainting in a children's store with a pimps hat on, yep check.
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I felt a rant coming on today...some loser called me desperate on my last photo which was a v cool photo and I thought everyone would be as excited as I am that my hair is pink again. That means ...obvi... rly crazy outfits and rly GR8 summer selfies. I'm desperate for nothing. Except maybe a light up circle water bed. I am not posting this to complain about what one judgmental and sadly closed minded person said, but rather to celebrate the realization that I am side stepping from my posts about PTSD...hence I am side stepping from my depression. Slowly but surely. To all of the people who share their stories with me, thank you. You keep me going. We keep each other going. Don't ever let anyone quiet you. No one should ever feel unseen or unheard. FUCK THAT! If someone makes you feel that way say FUCK YOU! I'm celebrating life. My life. My body may look different, but it's MINE. So like an oddly shaped Christmas tree, I will continue to bedazzle and decorate, and the right people, my kind of people, will understand. Maybe even like it! Have a beautiful day. Go love yourself! I love you!
Finally, back to my natural hair color ... Pink ☯️
Since today's theme is being grateful...I'm grateful for my new Jeep Wrangler !!!! LETS GO MUDDIN!!!!! #BirthdayWeek also ps nooobody freak out. I still have my 58' ford f100. She's just on vacation. She changed her name to daisy and is finding herself. Ok G2G and find this baby a name🏻🤷🏼♀️
I feel at home here in the desert. I feel bad about talkin shit last night about that cover band. My bad. It's just such a bummer when you see a lead singer ignore a compliment from my really beautiful and bad ass musician friend. Always remember to be kind to everyone because you literally never know who they are. I forget that not all bands are as nice and grateful (lol) as me and my boys and all my friends who are musicians stand firm to be. I LOVE talking to fans and if a musician tells me something about a show, it means a lot. Being on stage is FUN but you're performing. Remember it doesn't take much to make an audience. But you can't have a show without one. Be grateful for the audience. Be grateful for a crowd. Be grateful for a compliment if you so should get one. Be grateful for opportunities. Today's lesson is to be grateful. I'm grateful for my life, my friends, my body that's breathing, this hangover to remind why I stopped drinking for a while, and this super rad photo from my brother @danielmudliar