baja blast your deck off

It’s weird to grow up in a family where you know you’re loved but you don’t feel loved. And then later in adulthood you understand how almost impossible it seems to cross that distance and let yourself experience closeness, how otherworldly love feels now and how love feels unbearable at times. You flinch when someone tries to wholeheartedly love you. And over and over you see so clearly how you cannot be loved unless it's from afar and love is mixed with that familiar sensation of distance and coldness.

when Florence Welsh said "What a thing to admit that when someone looks at me with real love I don't like it very much / Kinda makes me feel like I'm being crushed"

I mean surely we all grew up feeling like there was a wrongness inherently deep inside us that will endure for the rest of our lives

"now they believe in the darkness of hell" goes pretty hard

there's reports now that the shooter left a message in one of the bullet casings?????