stop venting cornballs no one gives a shit

“your mother wouldn’t approve of how my mother raised me” STOP IT. STOP IT. STOP IT. STOP IT. STOP IT. SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP. LEAVE ME ALONE.

YOUR MOTHER WOULDNT APPROVE OF HOW MY MOTHER RAISED ME BUT I DO I THINK I DOOOOO.

i set my house on fire bc there was a spider in my room - Part 1

Kids

https://salviapalth.bandcamp.com/album/melanchole

Salvia Palth - I Was All Over Her

The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We

I'm Your Man

dc snuff film / waste yrself

haunt me (x 3)

Depression Cherry

Space Song

Bury Me At Makeout Creek

Drunk Walk Home

I Don't Smoke

Last Words of a Shooting Star

Puberty 2

Once More to See You

Fireworks

Your Best American Girl

Be the Cowboy

A Pearl

Why Didn't You Stop Me?

Pink in the Night

Papa Cremp

Teenage Girl

I posted this music slowed down because I couldn't find it here on soundcloud so I put it public in case you wanted too :) (btw this track is on YouTube IT IS NOT MINE) 

The Honeysticks - Out Like a Light {SLOWED+REVERB}

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.

Your Best American Girl

Mitski

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