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listen to some lucy dacus and then maybe you'll calm down

listen to some lucy dacus and then maybe you'll calm down

oh, what would i be without boygenius?

all I want is a tatted masc girlfriend who looks exactly like Julien Baker, can shred on a guitar, and has a brilliant mind. is that too much to ask for? jeez what does a girl have to do

having a rough week. thinking about how Lucy Dacus said that she meant to deliver the message that “one day at a time was the right place to aim” through her song ‘Please Stay’. she said when her friends were struggling with suicidal thoughts, she wanted to provide them a way back into life. thinking about how Julien Baker said in an interview that her reason for staying alive was to show other people that there’s a reason to stay alive. thinking about how she once wrote the lyrics “god I want to go home” and then later wrote the lyrics “I changed my mind, I wanted to stay”. thinking about how Phoebe Bridgers said that her song ‘Garden Song’ explores believing that good things are coming for yourself and is about choosing to entertain hopeful thoughts rather than dwelling on your bad ones. thinking about how if Julien Baker had taken her life, then I would not have mine today. something about the nature of hope and survival. something about how much I love these boys and how many times they’ve saved me.

Nihilism and the concept of life being meaningless is a mindset that has entrapped me for a long time. I’ve seen it in a lot of younger people, especially in those like myself who suffer from mental disorders. When I was experiencing suicidal thoughts, I would use “life is meaningless and nothing matters” as fuel for my fire. I’d like to challenge these statements by both agreeing and adding onto them. yes. life is essentially meaningless. we live, we die, we are remembered for possibly a few generations, and we are eventually forgotten. however, as an addition to the “nothing matters” statement, I present “nothing matters forever”. the hug you gave your little sister won’t matter when you’ve both been forgotten. but it matters now because you saved your sisters life and she’d been contemplating suicide that night. she went on to smile at a stranger in the grocery store, and that smile made them believe in humanity again. that strangers regained hope led them to start a non-profit that helped thousands of people. what I’m trying to say is that we cannot be remembered forever, but we can do tiny acts of good that ripple out into other generations. nothing we do matters in the end, but right now, while we’re still alive, everything we do matters. positive nihilism is the way to go.

hi guys I just want to say that I am so appreciative of every single one of you who has interacted with any of my posts. seriously. i really really am. it feels amazing to know that you’ve heard some of my words and liked them enough to heart or reblog them. and it makes me feel much less lonely and much more connected. thank you guys I love you so much and hope you’re all doing well

If I like one of your posts, I am actively kissing you on the lips. btw

my first concert was Khalid

my last concert was bartees strange/dijon/clairo/boygenius at re:set

my next concert is hopefully Julien Baker on her next solo tour! (Also need to see Lucy solo, I’ve only seen Phoebe solo)

my favorite concert is boygenius. They were amazing and life changing.

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tbh the very concepts of “feminine” vs “masculine” are entirely man made constructs. just imagine…thousands and thousands of years ago when we were cavemen, do you really think they were like “look at this BLUE sky, it’s so manly and masculine!” or “look at the PINK flower, how feminine and girly!” of course not. because that’s stupid. and do you think they were like “you can’t play with this dirt! girls have to cook!” and “sorry bud you can’t sleep with your friend because he’s a guy and that is a SIN!” NOOOOOOOO.

like there’s nothing wrong with identifying as a woman or a man, and I myself identify as a woman, but I do wonder how much of that is due to the societal definition surrounding femininity. it will be interesting to see how my relationship to femininity and womanhood change as I reconstruct my definitions of those things.

anyways, I think that the increased exploration of gender identities is beneficial to EVERYONE. when we can accept that gender is a construct, we can more freely explore ourselves without worrying about fitting into the boxes of “feminine” and “masculine”

I have a very extreme viewpoint with my life. It’s like when I envision my life, even if I have many of the things I want, if there’s not everything I want, then I immediately say “it’s not worth it. I don’t want it.”

like people always say “you can’t have it all.” but sometimes survival takes so much for me that I can’t hold onto having “some”. if it’s going to be enough for me to keep fighting, it has to be “all”. pretty tough

painfully accurate

sometimes I can convince myself that I’m okay alone. I say that I like it better this way. I tell myself that I just “haven’t met my people.” but truthfully, when it’s just me, in the dark of the night…I hear the truth being whispered softly into my ear. If I had another option, I would choose it.

I tell myself that I don’t have friends because no one is able to understand me, but at some point, it must be something about me. I pretend that I love my solitude, but I really really really would like to have someone to love. I’d really like someone to hold my cheeks between their hands and say “I love everything about you.”

I feel my love being pumped through my body at speeds too fast to comprehend. My heart must work overtime to keep it all in rotation. At some point, something has to let up, and the body must remove its excess. At some point, I will be unable to contain it, and my love may take on another form. We’re all just trying to escape.

guys pls help me!!!

okay I really like this girl. buttttt…I’m not sure if she’s straight or not!!

tips on how to approach that question or how to figure out whether or not she likes girls without making it awkward?!

unfortunately, being gay is extremely painful. the terrors are getting to me. I have decided to be straight. y’all stay safe out there lesbians <333

I have two modes:

(1) I love and adore you. I am prepared to do anything to be with you. I don’t care what the relationship looks like or how I’m treated, as long as I get you in my life.

and…the second an unknown, imaginary line is crossed in my head where I feel disgustingly clingy and it feels entirely unreciprocated:

(2) I am completely done with this. I feel disgusted at how much I am pouring into this. I will never reach out again or interact with you unless you facilitate it yourself. then I will re-evaluate

I’m on the edge of loving you. I’m so close. So, so close. I keep reaching out, but you’re walking the other way. I keep trying to scream “I love you”, but it sounds like a faint whisper in your ear. You’ll never hear it. I could never run fast enough to reach you.

Olivia Rodrigo was so real when she said:

my favorite form of intimacy is the Secret Glance. you know, the one when your lover is involved in another task, yet you can’t help but stare at them. Or, alternatively, the one where you and your lover are in a crowded room full of people, and you hold each other’s gaze. I’m a sucker for those.

guys I am in physical pain rn.

I still don’t know if she’s straight but I saw her tonight and she’s just sooooo pretty ugh I wish I could know I wish I could know