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jefe song of the day
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remember when i asked for these months ago <3
been practicing having Designated Worrying Times in therapy lately and it kinda helps more than i thought it would bc initially it sounded dumb to me. but it actually helps me not obsess over things i have no control over at 2 am. instead, i worry about everything for a certain length of time and then i Have to distract myself when it's over. but this alarm cracks me up every single time
Chemical overreaction will wood as Worry. by Jeff Rosesnstock
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THE ONES IN POWER BUILT A DREAM ON GUARANTEES AND LUXURY AND SOLD IT LIKE IT’S MAGIC TO THE POOR. THEY TRICK YOU INTO THINKING ALL IT TAKES IS A LITTLE BIT OF EFFORT ONCE YOUR FOOT IS IN THE DOOR. THEY BRUTALIZE YOUR CONFIDENCE AND DRAIN YOU OF YOUR ENERGY UNTIL YOU’RE ALWAYS TIRED AND UNSURE. THEY MAKE A LOT OF PROMISES BUT KEEP ON TAKING EVERYTHING SO YOU ALWAYS WANT MORE. YOU WANT MORE? YOU WANT MORE!!!
WORRY. (2016)
I've probably mentioned this album before, it's one of my all time favorites.
I heard of it back in 2020, with James Acaster's Perfect Sounds. He named the project after the last track "Perfect Sound Whatever"
This was one of the first punk albums I ever really got into. It came into my life at the perfect time. It was 2020. I was becoming a young adult. I was breaking into the world at a time of great unrest
It's 2025. It had been a while since I gave this album a proper close listen.
I've just graduated university. I have no idea what I'm doing. My friends are scattering to the winds. They're going back to their hometowns. Or they're trying to make it in the big city. Some are getting engaged. And here I am.
Constantly afraid for the wellbeing of myself and my community. Constantly aware of the ever-growing screeches and clatters of the machine of fascism. Constantly trying to save everyone, knowing I cannot.
the fabric of my being has been shaken to it's core, becoming a whirlwind of sensations. Grieving the empty apartments my friends leave behind. Trying to process the trauma of violence in my community. Trying so desperately to spend as much time with my friends, but feeling hollow and a million miles away while we hang out. feeling like a ghost haunting my own body. being hyper aware of every bodily sensation. being hyper aware of the symptoms present in the powers that be. being trapped by my own cowardice. feeling completely ridiculous as I buy into indiehead hedonism. finally kissing my friend at a party the night before they move a million miles away. my body toggling between a giddy crush and that hollowness as I watch rampant development overrun the communities that blossomed here. as the banging at the door gets louder. as our voices grow hoarse.
grief only hurts so much when there are roots intertwined to rip apart.
love is worry