Me

when julien baker said [the instrumental last minute and a half of funeral pyre] ….,…,. I felt that.

i need to say something that maybe not everyone here will understand but: 9pm is the shortest hour

also, i respect her not saying motherfucker. she talked about not swearing in an interview, and she said it was so parents wouldn’t have a reason to not let thier kids listen to her music.

the evolution of her sound! her mind!! how she made the song her own!

so are we just gonna ignore this y'all?

this is the end of the fucking world

*80s pop playing as I lay dead in the middle of the woods*

This needs to be the universal standard

sure, I don’t get a “healthy” amount of sleep like SOME PEOPLE do but can they do THIS *stands up, blacks out for a second*

boygenius has too much power for one band

very specific Julien Baker lyrics that fucc me up

But I think there’s a god and he hears either way …. i rejoice

Maybe it’s all gonna turn out alright and I know that its not but I have to believe that it is 

maybe the emptiness is just a lesson in canvasses

and besides I’m starting to get used to the gap

pinned to the mattress like an insect to styrofoam/ all my prayers are just apologies

Grit my teeth and try to act deserving / When I know there’s nowhere I can hide from your humiliating grace …. and I would go to church on sunday

rom the sting, paper sheets, bloodwork and the IV / And the whirring machines while the nurses reassure me

(I know I shouldn’t act this way in public)

But I’ve kissed enough bathroom sinks to make up for the lovers that never loved me/ And I know my body is just dirty clothes

And I just let the parking lot swallow me up / Choking your tires, and kicking up dust / Asking aloud why you’re leaving / But the pavement won’t answer me

current mood: over caffeinated, dancing to nytw la vie boheme and singing into my hairbrush.