i'm not a beatles rpf "fan" really like i firmly believe some gay shit was happening but i'm not a fan in the sense that it brings me no joy. i know the truth but i don't like it.
LOVE the sequencing on tmbg albums. it's always like:
track 1: ooaahh theres a little creature in my garbage disposal and i have to be careful. not to crush. him
track 2: my mind feels like it's being smashed with hammers every day and night. my soul is a tar pit. my psychiatrist killed himself. I am a broken shell of a man
track 3: on november 7th 1876 rutherford b hayes was declared the winner of the us presidential election despite his opponent samuel j tilden garnering a majority of the popular vote
i know that "unalive" is part of larger worrying trend of self censorship but if you really are in a situtation where you have to avoid the words "die" or "kill" the english language already has centuries worth of much better euphemisms. the iconic and perennial "six feet under"? the lovely imagery of "pushing up daisies"? "shuffle off this mortal coil"????? literally anything from the monty python dead parrot bit???? you have so many options. please try to be more creative at least
i will not overreact to a win or a loss tonight. it’s a seven game series; one single game does not decide the outcome. splitting the two road games and then heading back and defending td garden would be a success. i value my serenity, hockey does not dictate the terms of my existence, the heights of my joy, or the depths of my sorrow. i am so extremely normal and well adjusted. tongues that rise against matt grzelcyk will fall.