Leave me alone but please pay attention to me Shut the fuck up well why aren’t you saying anything?
this is my life.
Heartbreak Hotel - Grieves
this is a very sad, yet very beautiful and mellow track. tragic, but poetic.
They Always Know - Atmosphere
This was like my fucking theme song before I moved to the city a few years back, its just always been so relevant. Slug is deep as fuck.
Perfect Medicine by Eyedea
"screw in the screws tighter, clip the loose wires
i was truly inspired til my muse told me she was too tired
i had to come and pull the label, didn’t read the warning
running, running, running, running, running
can be habit forming”
r.eye.p, rest in paradise
I’m about to post 5 or 6 or perhaps 10 songs that mean the fucking world to me. They’re all underground rap songs, and each of the artists are lyrical geniuses in their own respects. I’m a total hip hop head, and these songs have all done something incredible for me, throughout different times within my life. Give them a listen, learn a little about me as you do so, and from each song take whatever you need, because they were all made for you, for me, for all of us.
First up is Ashes to Ashley by Sadistik
"I swear to God I don’t believe in angels, ask me
where’s the wings in this relationship?”
the progression of an anxiety attack
I understand this so much better now, and on a much deeper level than before.
you can pretend like i dont exist but i still made you whimper like a little bitch when you were about to cum
So fuck you.
the memories from which we came
the better things we watched decay
eventually it’s what we became
a bunch of products of an environment
methamphetamine and violence
The ones that really just want to use you, instead of the other way around
The ones that, like your parents, straight up warned you from the beginning that they were bad news
Like they were doing you a favor or something
Technically they were, but you chose to underestimate
They knew you wouldn’t listen anyway,
And really the cautionary tales only add to their allure
They know it, too, oh yeah they do
(Fuck your hazel eyes)
So somewhere between assuring yourself as well as them, that you wouldn’t fall for their shit,
and pretty much begging them not to leave,
(Fuck your adorable smile, and that soft voice you use on the telephone)
you fell for their shit, tumbled down their rabbit hole
and you’d become an addict
A junkie for their attention, approval, and praise
which, after the first hit, were much too hard to obtain
Their absence becomes the strongest of withdrawals,
and you can do nothing but chase that goddamn dragon like a ghost through the hall- ways
You tell yourself that this is just a silly phase, and that you’re okay
But you feel like you’re choking…
There’s no rehab in the world that can help your heart get clean,
and there are no 12 step programs about
drug dealing douche-bags, stuck on being “thug”
their hands on your skin, amongst a few other things
or their little printed baggies full of stupid, selfish bullshit
(You fucking asshole)
I always fuck things up
by accident, but I guess
that’s just who I am
Accidentally on purpose
I can’t stop turning my whole life into a big mistake
" I am not in love with you. I am in love with the idea of you. If it’s any consolation, you’re the best idea I’ve ever had. I’m sorry. "
Consistently stumbling across posts that hold immense relevance within my life. Is everything I think and feel and do and say completely unoriginal? I really never realized.