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[trashlie]

for some unholy reason tal bachman’s she’s so high in my head 

(there was no reason) 

i’m lying you FUCKING KNOW I’M LYING IT WAS STALKYOO i was howling at my friends being yknow. feral and going on a tangent and “she’s touch smell sight taste and soooouund” got in my head and it just went on loop because you know. brain jukebox

anyway the more it played in my head the more I realized just WHAT KIND OF EFFECT that song and radio head’s creep really had in making me love men being aBSOLUTELY FUCKING PATHETIC about the person they love just SO GODDAMN HOPELESS AND PATHETIC AND YEARNING AND PINING AND WHINING AND god

GOD

sometimes you just see exactly what shaped a specific part of you and it’s like oh. 

oh. yeah. that really did a number huh 

(fun fact: i used to have a siamese cat named Squeaky because he had one hell of a meow and my mom and I would play this radio station that was all 90s and 00s adult alternative and Squeaky would, I shit you not, sing along. It was class. I miss him, he was such a good boy)