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really enjoying my new haircut :P
only thing that satiates my ears atm is loud and fast send me more shit that’s loud and fast ty

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every time this happens i feel like my stomach is gonna fall though my feet. knowing there’s an impending argument with you feels like the world is ending. i wish i could have a moment of clarity, of understanding. i am somehow always wrong, it’s honestly something that should be kept track of in a records book somewhere, cause ive at least got the state record. i hate feeling like this i hate knowing that you’re waiting at home to discipline me. i’ve said this before and i will probably never say it to you again but it does fill me with the dread of my childhood bedroom. knowing that no matter what i will fall short that i will be wrong for the rest of my life. that whatever it is i did wrong this time i’ve probably done it before.
it’s hard not to live on the defense because i’m constantly criticized, by everyone. i wish i knew why i make you so upset, or why i can’t do anything right, why im always the problem no matter where i go. but that’s for another time i guess
a song that made my ex cry his eyes out like a child. the same way i did on february 13th 2024, before my life ended for a week, and was resurrected by a friend who turned around and did the same. but my sob stories are not the story of now or then.
this song is vulnerable in a way that feels like radical freedom or acceptance or something my therapist would tell me to embrace before the fleeting nature of it disappears forever. in february of 2024 i think was the first time i was able to stand up and say no i don’t deserve this , just to fall back into the ‘yeah okay’ of it all shortly afterward.
and since, i don’t mourn him, i don’t mourn the kid who’s crying in a silent room next to a friend who’s unable to console, i don’t mourn the anger or the spite or the pain i release it, it’s all you can do right ?
playing now, it’s my best friends birthday and i’m crossed eating a margarita pizza and my life is so beautiful
my main blog , i meant to post this here
happy birthday my friend
forgot what i was upset about. i love this song. old tarot spread from before i moved. i miss being able to practice as freely as i want. i’m scared of being the wrong kind of person for you. i’m scared im going to do something wrong so i don’t do anything at all. do you understand what that’s like? i have a feeling not. and im jealous. i’m jealous of your popular childhood and your caring and kind mother but to say you wouldn’t understand is incorrect. but to say you don’t care to understand me? might be
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The eternal feminine reached out a draping hand to me,
it was unbothered to be made from silk and sex, so I was too.
Languished hairs covering my forearms rose and saluted
before spinning around and reclaiming my skin like a comfort seeking child
Its voice was raspy, bothered by eternal conversation, I'm sure mine would be too,
but the rasp collapsed on itself in regular intervals, speaking words like an engine
to provoke a jumpstart of my loose cables and reword my mistyped GPS destinations.
I could shake in dread for hours knowing that my enduring fingers only make it so far.
In an impassioned surge of mistrust for the ever-growing hands placed before me,
I sought to combine mine with theirs in a dance that modestly resembled a handshake,
but my sinew jumped for joy, rushing sweat and blood drained from my widening pores
and poured like heaven weeping to the infinite ultimatum of oppressed or oppressor.
Rainclouds began to sting like nestled vines, every inch of blue built pyramids of ice
for me to lick down to needles, sharpened just enough for skin to unzip like a sickly, thick overcoat,
reintroducing my heart to my stomach, my brain to my chest, my everything to your forest floor,
nothing-birds tweeted chatter in my general was-direction, and the eternal feminine caved.
this song is in my mind as a song for a dear old friend of mine. reminds me of pipe dreams to california and pipe dreams that wind up in college dorms where they go to die. a dream that makes you feel faint when you wake up, a forever friendship that burned in the embers of an explosion. a forever friend that you gave up on when you gave up on yourself. but maybe forever is in the background, maybe best friends means wanting to kill each other with your bare hands for 4 years, maybe best friends means thinking the worst of the other person when there was nothing wrong to begin with. maybe best friends is meaningless, or maybe it surpasses all quarrels. when best friends means i pull the trigger, best friends means you get what you deserve
indie hits vibes today. my hair is a mess and there’s probably dry shampoo on my shirt. i’m dehydrated from drinking bottle of red wine with my dinner last night. the sun is shining and i had candy for breakfast. the world is sweet!
an old home demo recorded with the shruti box into band lab. It was my first and one of only a few times i have “produced” my music alone and away from a bigger studio. There is a certain quality in the naive and almost sloppy completion of it that i find beautiful and completely my own.
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Oh and if only i might be of some comfort to you,
what else should i wish to do?
When i have nothing now but time
and this restless, wishing, willing, splitting mind.
And You, well you are something whole
something bound and full
sewn from only cloths of all the finest kind.
Like weathered clay the world around you holds
quiet as you go, carful but to show only the brightest days,
sweet thoughts of youth, and easy praise,
a well kept path of steady change
Who wouldn’t wish to be close to you like this?
this is so lovely it’s making my heart ache
it does come in waves and i’m pulled below. this song carried me on its back for years while i pulled my shit together i love this album

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good morning ! this album is on repeat today check it out if u want to
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