Twenty five favorite songs

Just like before, this list makes up the me that's now. Future me probably would have an entirely different list. ;) 

1. Stay — Oingo Boingo


2. Darkness on the Edge of Town — Bruce Springsteen


3. Suedehead — Morrisey


4. Take Your Time — Tensnake


5. Black Magic — The Vindys w/Anya Van Rose


6. Snakecharmer — Ottmar Liebert w/Luna Negra


7. All That We Perceive — Thievery Corporation


8. Lil Boo Thang — Paul Russell


9. Why Don't We Just Dance — Josh Turner


10. Old Recliners — ROLE MODEL


11. 2 Wicky — Hooverphonic


12. Suwannee — Pillbox Patti


13. Legends Never Die — Orville Peck w/Shania Twain


14. No Rest for the Wicked — Lykke Li


15. The Sea — Morcheeba


16. Valerie — Amy Winehouse


17. Shooting Stars — Billy Idol


18. I Want It That Way — Backstreet Boys


19. Pets — Porno for Pyros


20. Calling After Me — Wallows


21. Sit Next to Me — Foster the People


22. Spanish Bombs — The Clash


23. In the Waiting Line — Zero 7 w/Sophie Barker


24. This Must Be the Place — Talking Heads (the only song by them I actually like)


25. Life is Beautiful — Keb' Mo'

stitched pieces

there is no normal. 

when you sit, arms wrapped around yourself for comfort, feeling terrible because you feel so terrible, remembering that normality is a fucking fallacy can sometimes be the only thing that starts lining your insides up like they should be lined up. 

since the last big snowfall, i have been experiencing a depth of the mean reds that i haven't had to deal with since before we moved here. part of it had to do with a bit of a long stretch without one of my mood stabilizers, part of it relates to the holidays (echoes of Emotionally Traumatizing Bad Things haunt me still), and the rest of it related to the sun disappearing, feeling like warm will never happen again, outside being STUPID right now, and a multitude of paper-cut severity THINGS that just dogpile as those effers are wont to do. 

medication is pretty much back on track and....

....that's the only thing that has worked itself out. 

a few weeks ago, i had this really horrible disconnect from myself where it felt like i was shutting down in protection, which made ZERO sense; my head was trying to reason with my sympathetic nervous system, but that bitch sets herself on a path and just runs with it. 

i was trying to explain to my therapist why it was so BAD, but i could tell i either wasn't conveying it correctly OR she thinks i'm just some bored broad that is creating drama to entertain herself. 

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