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listen, love "espresso" by sabrina carpenter. but my specific cocktail of mental neuroses will not let me let this go
And I got this one boy and he won't stop callin / When they act this way, I know I got 'em
that's the end of verse 1 right?
this is the end of verse 2
My twisted humor make him laugh so often / My honeybee, come and get this pollen
...shouldn't the end of those two rhyme schemes be switched?
like shouldn't it go somethin like:
And I got this one boy and he won't stop callin / My honeybee, come and get this pollen
and then
My twisted humor make him laugh so often / When they act this way, I know I got 'em
although this is not NEARLY the most egregious example of this. anybody remember that song "gold" from a while back?? that one with the line:
I missed you in the basement / But your brother was a good substitute for you
....."REPLACEMENT" WAS RIGHT THERE
I missed you in the basement / But your brother was a good ̶s̶u̶b̶s̶t̶i̶t̶u̶t̶e̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ replacement
LIKE IT WAS RIGHT THERE YYYYYYY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO MY BRAIN
And I got this one boy and he won't stop callin / When they act this way, I know I got 'em
that's the end of verse 1 right?
this is the end of verse 2
My twisted humor make him laugh so often / My honeybee, come and get this pollen
...shouldn't the end of those two rhyme schemes be switched?
like shouldn't it go somethin like:
And I got this one boy and he won't stop callin / My honeybee, come and get this pollen
and then
My twisted humor make him laugh so often / When they act this way, I know I got 'em
although this is not NEARLY the most egregious example of this. anybody remember that song "gold" from a while back?? that one with the line:
I missed you in the basement / But your brother was a good substitute for you
....."REPLACEMENT" WAS RIGHT THERE
I missed you in the basement / But your brother was a good ̶s̶u̶b̶s̶t̶i̶t̶u̶t̶e̶ ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶y̶o̶u̶ replacement
LIKE IT WAS RIGHT THERE YYYYYYY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO MY BRAIN
Apr 19, 2024
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🎵Except all the radios agree with all the TVs
And the magazines agree with all the radios
And I keep hearing that same damn song everywhere I go
Maybe I should put a bucket over my head
And a marshmallow in each ear
And stumble around for another dumb-numb week
For another hum drum hit song to appear
May 29, 2025
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☁️Idk why but this line from In The Morning by Built to Spill just repeats over and over in my head... maybe it's cuz I used to listen to the Front Bottoms song where they ape that line in high school. Something about the way Doug Martsch says it just scratches my brain ykwim ..
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🎶example // in sufjan stevens’ it’s your own body and mind off of a beginners mind,(the formatting choices here are completely arbitrary) he angelically sings:
she’s gotta have it
she’s gotta dream
(she’s got a dream)
and she'll make it a habit
of doing her own thing
as so graciously told to me by genius, (this link does not redirect to anything I simply like to imagine it looks fitting) this song is based off of spike lee’s she’s gotta have it, and is an ode to self actualization, autonomy, and love.
HOWEVER, when I heard this song it became:
she’s god of heaven
she’s gotta dream
(she’s got a dream)
and she’ll make it of heaven
as so woefully malformed by my brain, the song became a tale of a woman who is ”god of heaven.” I derived that sufjan had put a woman on the pedestal of all pedestals claiming her a god of heaven aka: God,(for those who practice)—(sidenote: what are you practicing)—(double sidenote: this is a joke) or even surpassing God. I figured that i was listening to a song about infatuation and rose-tinted perspective, much similar to his song impossible soul off of the age of adz (i could write pages upon pages about this 25 minute long masterpiece and the cover of the album talking to me while on mushrooms but alas…seek ye treasure (pirate reference)) in which he sings “woman tell me what you want“ and “you are the lover of my impossible soul.” so sue me for thinking lover boy stevens was back at it.
i do think there is a beauty in misunderstanding lyrics that can show you what is at the forefront of your brain without you even realizing. when listening to the song i was thinking of my girlfriend, (god of heaven. obviously.) and my brain jumped to connect that dot. i find that this happens very often and it usually suggests something more interesting and provocative than a simple yanny and/or laurel mishap (green needle for my enthusiasts). if you have any similar experiences do feel free to share!
she’s gotta have it
she’s gotta dream
(she’s got a dream)
and she'll make it a habit
of doing her own thing
as so graciously told to me by genius, (this link does not redirect to anything I simply like to imagine it looks fitting) this song is based off of spike lee’s she’s gotta have it, and is an ode to self actualization, autonomy, and love.
HOWEVER, when I heard this song it became:
she’s god of heaven
she’s gotta dream
(she’s got a dream)
and she’ll make it of heaven
as so woefully malformed by my brain, the song became a tale of a woman who is ”god of heaven.” I derived that sufjan had put a woman on the pedestal of all pedestals claiming her a god of heaven aka: God,(for those who practice)—(sidenote: what are you practicing)—(double sidenote: this is a joke) or even surpassing God. I figured that i was listening to a song about infatuation and rose-tinted perspective, much similar to his song impossible soul off of the age of adz (i could write pages upon pages about this 25 minute long masterpiece and the cover of the album talking to me while on mushrooms but alas…seek ye treasure (pirate reference)) in which he sings “woman tell me what you want“ and “you are the lover of my impossible soul.” so sue me for thinking lover boy stevens was back at it.
i do think there is a beauty in misunderstanding lyrics that can show you what is at the forefront of your brain without you even realizing. when listening to the song i was thinking of my girlfriend, (god of heaven. obviously.) and my brain jumped to connect that dot. i find that this happens very often and it usually suggests something more interesting and provocative than a simple yanny and/or laurel mishap (green needle for my enthusiasts). if you have any similar experiences do feel free to share!
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"I hate white. It pretends to be pure, yet can be dyed any shade. It’s the most seductive color"
whether it's the manga or the anime, both are excellent. josei by the creator of nana.
yukari's in her senior year of high school, but she feels like she's missed out on life after spending most of hers dedicated to school. she stumbles upon a group of fashion students running the atelier Paradise Kiss, or ParaKiss, who take her off her path and bring her into the world of high fashion. artsy angsty young adult hijinks ensue.
coming of age existential crisis type shit. every flavor of disaster queer. absolutely beautiful art.
this show has meant everything to me since i was a younger and it only feels more resonant with me as i've grown older. whole thing's up on youtube, could not rec enough
whether it's the manga or the anime, both are excellent. josei by the creator of nana.
yukari's in her senior year of high school, but she feels like she's missed out on life after spending most of hers dedicated to school. she stumbles upon a group of fashion students running the atelier Paradise Kiss, or ParaKiss, who take her off her path and bring her into the world of high fashion. artsy angsty young adult hijinks ensue.
coming of age existential crisis type shit. every flavor of disaster queer. absolutely beautiful art.
this show has meant everything to me since i was a younger and it only feels more resonant with me as i've grown older. whole thing's up on youtube, could not rec enough
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"ꀤ ꌃꍟ꒒ꀤꍟꃴꍟ ꀤꈤ ꍏ ꀎꈤꀤꃴꍟꋪꌗꍟ ꓄ꃅꍏ꓄ ꀸꂦꍟꌗꈤ'꓄ ꉓꍏꋪꍟ ꍏꈤꀸ ꉣꍟꂦꉣ꒒ꍟ ꅏꃅꂦ ꀸꂦ"
mae borowski returns to her hometown of possum springs, and with her return comes some long-time-coming reunions and unsolved mysteries this game broke me
played it the week it came out back in 2017, and in hit me in that way some media does where it comes at a point in your life where it feels all too specific to your circumstances and it opens wounds you didn't even know went that deep. this shit felt like the therapy session you needed but reeeeally didn't want to go to. healing and hurtful, all at once
also just happens to be extremely funny. it's a very specific kind of humor, where even in the rare moments it doesn't land, it still lands because the circumstances around it make it all the funnier. something as simple as a too-long pause in the dialogue will have me in stitches
deserves all the love in the world, and it will forever have my whole heart. WITCHDAGGAH
mae borowski returns to her hometown of possum springs, and with her return comes some long-time-coming reunions and unsolved mysteries this game broke me
played it the week it came out back in 2017, and in hit me in that way some media does where it comes at a point in your life where it feels all too specific to your circumstances and it opens wounds you didn't even know went that deep. this shit felt like the therapy session you needed but reeeeally didn't want to go to. healing and hurtful, all at once
also just happens to be extremely funny. it's a very specific kind of humor, where even in the rare moments it doesn't land, it still lands because the circumstances around it make it all the funnier. something as simple as a too-long pause in the dialogue will have me in stitches
deserves all the love in the world, and it will forever have my whole heart. WITCHDAGGAH
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📚or junk journaling, if you'd like to not perpetuate myths about crows liking to collect trinkets. i just think it sounds cuter
weirdly, as someone who's a writer, i've never really been good at or liked journaling. every planner i've ever owned has remained empty. if i try to write something any time other than when the fancy strikes me, it just feels inauthentic, like i'm trying too hard. this has been the first time journaling actually felt like it had a purpose for me, and actually felt weirdly therapeutic
basically, it's just anything i can recycle, i make into a page. i like a common theme, so places i've visited, media i like, similar aesthetics, emotions i'm feeling. and then we get the qr code page & i'm reminded that this is probably the quintessential depiction of what scoring 121 on the RAADS-R looks like
eh, i'm having fun🤷♀️
weirdly, as someone who's a writer, i've never really been good at or liked journaling. every planner i've ever owned has remained empty. if i try to write something any time other than when the fancy strikes me, it just feels inauthentic, like i'm trying too hard. this has been the first time journaling actually felt like it had a purpose for me, and actually felt weirdly therapeutic
basically, it's just anything i can recycle, i make into a page. i like a common theme, so places i've visited, media i like, similar aesthetics, emotions i'm feeling. and then we get the qr code page & i'm reminded that this is probably the quintessential depiction of what scoring 121 on the RAADS-R looks like
eh, i'm having fun🤷♀️