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https://open.spotify.com/track/55E0iwwaRXZ3cneyi9ECnp?si=c8758de3c31f4979
Felt like ever since I first heard this track it kinda came in unison with a toxic cycle I'm finally leaving - growing up being who I am I always felt if I reacted too much to things people would freak out and perceive me completely wrong. Now I don't care because to be authentically me attracts me than the version of me I have to play to please others.
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this album came out right when I was working in a semi-toxic workplace and one of my coworkers started to have a breakdown. For him especially the job was deeply unhealthy and toxic.
He was a guy who always hid his issues and pain, thought the only acceptable pathway was to cover up and put on a brave face and say that everything was good and he was always okay. There was shame in admitting weakness or failure or confusion. But things got to be too much and started to spill out and thank goodness he opened up—with me and a couple others—about the depression, suicidal thoughts, childhood trauma, and decade of stuffing it down.
This song was cathartic for all of us at the time: permission granted to be real.
Epilogue to the story above: he quit the toxic job, started getting help, and ever since has been on a journey of open authenticity.
Great song!
Nov 1, 2024
I love when someone sings like they're about to cry, and Olivia Rodrigo has this down to a science. She starts most of her torch songs almost whimpering before they crescendo into the vocal equivalent of someone heaving and sighing.
This version is special. My body physically reacted when I first heard it—the way the atmosphere echoes and amplifies each tearful run. The sadness doesn’t just sit; it flickers, then soars and crashes like a swell. The song tumbles through this newly built ambience, breaking apart before pulling itself back together. Our Piscean vocalist is all water—rippling, drowning, caught in the undertow of her own tears.
Jan 30, 2025
I caught a cold earlier this week and decided to ignore its subtle, yet deleterious and lingering effects on my body. On the fourth day (yesterday), after high-intensity training and taking two capsules of psilocybin, I decided to drive to the local café to put in some more work. I’d been listening to this song all day—my head was rolling. If there was ever a moment that I’d felt closer to damnation, it was when I walked into the building and wished for complete annihilation. This isn’t anything new—I’ve experienced these episodes on and off since I was a child. But something about this particular bout made me realize I should be grateful, judge less, and have mercy. I called loved ones to tell them how sorry I was for words I’d said and actions I committed that may have hurt them—almost as a final act of salvation before my ultimate oblivion.
I met Lucifer at the bleeding edge, shrieked into the void—with one last gesture of love, forgiveness, and meaning—and anchored myself back to earth.
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This song is something potent!
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