I'm Sitting On My Bed Reading. It’s Almost Midnight. It’s Summer. My Window Is Open And The Cool

Call me by your name (2017) dir. Luca Guadagnino

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Monday, 10/24/2022, Grief

Nothing before God / Grief falls on the weary soul / We grow from this, too. © keefderpoet 2022

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Evermore is for people who don't know if some incident is supposed to lead to their red era or their rep era. Their existence is made out of indecision and a couple of times when they bothered to take a decision, the outcome, well, it did not come out as planned. Scratch that, the outcome was terrible and now they're scarred for life. They can go from loving someone toxic and then missing them after they've buried them consecutively. They've been through a lot, please leave them alone.

the beauty of this album is that it really fully encapsulates what it’s like going from the devastating loss of a long term relationship, to the rebound you think is gonna fix it all, only to ultimately realize that you were using the latter to process your feelings about the former. the songs are so muddled, and the lyrics are relevant to both muses because her feelings were muddled and she had no idea where to put them or what to do with them. the rebound promised her everything she couldn’t get from the ex-love and she fell for it because she was so desperate to be really seen.

You ever just wonder what is even out there? Like most of the people don’t even care, they give more attention to stupid little things like styling hair and following the latest trends (not calling you out btw) but why worry about that when there’s, like, this whole world out there that we have no idea about? The thing is, we don’t even know anything. There could be alternate realities split apart by each choice we make. There could be rips in the universe. Our minds could be floating around in outer space. We have no freaking idea and we choose to live our revolving around the stupidest, most pointless things! Do you hear that? WE. DON’T. KNOW. ANYTHING. And honestly all I want to do right now is figure out. But everyone thinks I’m insane, you know?

the craziest thing about books is you can pick one up and remember exactly where you read and what you felt like when you read it. maybe it was a summer afternoon and you were sad, maybe it was a school night and you were up much too late and already feeling the next morning’s regret, maybe you read the book right after a fight with your mom and you were angry. and a book brings all those emotions and memories back, even if you don’t remember the story the book actually holds. don’t tell me literature isn’t magic 🪄