Anybody else freak out when they heard this in the credits of a 13 reasons why episodes?

𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧?

someone pls remember my name everyone calls me my nickname BC it's too hard but it's vasiliya !! pls

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how I look like with he/him in my bio

wife mitski

Goodbye, My Danish Sweetheart - Mitski

Mitski - Because Dreaming Costs Money My Dear

Shinee- Replay

Real Men - Mitski

The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We

When Memories Snow

The Listening

Lions!

Tales of gratitude, family bonds unfold

Miracle Aligner

Darkbloom

Vanessa

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

Townie

Jobless Monday

Be the Cowboy

Remember My Name

Mitski - Class of 2013

Brown Eyed Girls -  Abracadabra

Song I recorded and mixed from Mitski's album "LUSH". Mastered by Randy Merrill.

http://mitski.bandcamp.com

Mitski - Eric

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.

Remember My Name

Mitski

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