#swansposting

OH MY GOD THERE'S A REMASTERED VERSION OF THE GREAT ANNIHILATOR? I'll look at that later but honestly i may prefer the original '95 version i like the old fuzz it has both on the sound and the album cover ...

experiencing Hormones and all I want is borsch but I don’t have all the ingredients already at home and the prospect of going to grocery store and Then making dinner is so insurmountable at this juncture. but my borsch…. :( #myborsch

vagueposting time. many of the people parasocially attached to connor storrie are too online to understand soulmate friendship. normalise sleeping in the same bed as your friend for months on end and all that means is that you guys love each other and cherish your friendship

lore drop: I have been trying, unsuccessfully, to get off the canes’ email list since early 2017. I never subscribed in the first place (my best guess is I signed into some free WiFi or something the first and only time I went to NC+am being punished for not reading the t&c) and have been continually sending unsubscribe requests since. I have only ever achieved 2 weeks of peace at one time before the emails start again. It has been nearly a DECADE of this!!! I need to see the canes rent limb from limb and then burned to the ground. expeditiously

I'm getting forced into family therapy and the therapist my parents decided we're seeing wears skinny scarves indoors+has a substack+prominently displays their belief in and usage of attachment theory on their website. good lord.

nhl playoffs posting is so fucking weird because I go looking for #mysabres postgame stuff in the team tag and then instead I find that people are 100% serious about thinking that guys who are just average looking at best to outright scary looking at worst are like the sexiest men alive and are routinely occupied with thinking about how hot they are. beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that but like if I come online one more time hoping to talk about how bad zucker’s puck control is and instead see posts fawning like this over the most regular looking guys in all of the nordic countries I am going to lose touch with reality

I'm kind of agnostic on laufey but I had nothing to listen to this afternoon so I thought I'd check out her new album. and was absolutely jumpscared by the 'cuckoo ballet' track which just violently wrenched me back in time about a decade. like my stomach dropped and I absolutely whipped my head up and went 'who the FUCK put the Bluebird pas de deux in my queue.' my eye is still twitching. laufey...I gave you a chance and everything...