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listening to nana grizol today and lemme just say i can feel the obsession taking hold and i'm ready
like the lyrics just keep hitting me right in my queer little heart
"we were ourselves but blended at the edges, like it should be"
"it feels good to be aware of but still not focused on the cause behind that pain"
"so remember your friends, they'll think that you forgot them if you only write secret letters"
"and oh was that so eloquent, it wasn't really what I meant, at least you got the notion that I care"
"and just hope that you realize that when you sit here by my side, whatever that implies will be just fine"
man i was not ready for all this i was just trying to listen to music while emptying the dishwasher
expect more coverage of my descent into madness in the coming days
Nana Grizol - Tiny Rainbows (Theo Zumm)
My gay friends to protect me!
My gay friends to protect me!

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If anyone ever questions whether a song with a ton of shouting can be beautiful I’m going to direct them here
i'm content with letting thoughts of you slip by just out of reach just far enough that i can almost breatheÂ
good fucking riddance i regret my regrets and all the words i let you get trapped in my head but i'm still afraid to leave, afraid to turn my back on all the old friends who forgot how to tolerate me there's pointless thought that comes with living alone, but the stars are much prettier when you don't give a shit what they "mean" i'm finally not afraid to say i'm not that great i'll let these feelings rush to my head it's just nice to feel something i'll let you fade away i'm not afraid to be myself anymore maybe as time goes by my bed wont feel as empty another week and the pain will fade awayÂ