maybe this year will be better than the last
sometimes i get so focused on new things, new songs, new albums, that i completely neglect to listen to the songs and albums that got me through all the old bullshit i dealt with.
my childhood was not as wrought with troubles as my adulthood is shaking up to be, but there was always the need for a comforting voice and an understanding lyric.
going into this year, i want to remember to remember. for all the ways in which ryan adams touches my heart and damien rice speaks to my soul, they are not the first to do so. in melding together the anthony hamiltons with the brian mcknights, the my chemical romances with the nsyncs the killers with the counting crows, and the fall out boys with the backstreet boys, so too will i meld together all the old and new parts of me. i will stop trying to shed so many layers of skin, because if don't do it carefully enough, the new skin will be damaged and scarred.
and for all the new bullshit, i can allow myself to believe that i will be okay (and possibly better than) when i get through it all.
i need to allow myself to examine my emotions without letting them consume me. i need to allow myself to imagine and to remember. and i need to allow myself to go after what i need to be happy.
ugh, i'm going to need a wordvomit tag. sleep? has anyone seen sleep? i can't find it.
my childhood was not as wrought with troubles as my adulthood is shaking up to be, but there was always the need for a comforting voice and an understanding lyric.
going into this year, i want to remember to remember. for all the ways in which ryan adams touches my heart and damien rice speaks to my soul, they are not the first to do so. in melding together the anthony hamiltons with the brian mcknights, the my chemical romances with the nsyncs the killers with the counting crows, and the fall out boys with the backstreet boys, so too will i meld together all the old and new parts of me. i will stop trying to shed so many layers of skin, because if don't do it carefully enough, the new skin will be damaged and scarred.
and for all the new bullshit, i can allow myself to believe that i will be okay (and possibly better than) when i get through it all.
i need to allow myself to examine my emotions without letting them consume me. i need to allow myself to imagine and to remember. and i need to allow myself to go after what i need to be happy.
ugh, i'm going to need a wordvomit tag. sleep? has anyone seen sleep? i can't find it.