Everything went downhill again. Laying on my bed as I listen to Mitski even if I will feel even worse

having various mental illnesses is so dookiefart bruh especially when one of them is heavily stigmatised

fixing my spotify wrapped and stuff bc OH MY GOD.

Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart - Mitski

TV Girl - Blue Hair

Sunflower

Real Men - Mitski

Falling Behind

Bewitched

The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We

My Love Mine All Mine

NewJeans 2nd EP 'Get Up'

Cool With You

Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl

Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl (From "I Saw the TV Glow")

Nous demain

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

First Love/Late Spring

I Don't Smoke

Francis Forever

Puberty 2

Your Best American Girl

Mitski - Class of 2013

Papa Cremp

Teenage Girl

Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.

Francis Forever

Mitski

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