morning dog cuddles

 lauryn marie - walk

 julia & angus stone - harvest moon

cocktails for your zodiac sign  

#whiskeysourmemories

bad habits (if only)💃 

Stop a second. 

Think. 

When is the last time you articulated what you were thinking and feeling to another person? Like, even by half let alone all of it? 

If you aren't doing that on the reg, like daily ish, then, who KNOWS you? How?? 

I want to know how be known without having to talk much.

Say one true thing  

👂

Where are these people?

It's like they never were. I see that house every day, it makes me woozy. I can't stop thinking about her, grandbaby in her arms while she on fire. Now it's like POOF. 

PREACH. 

Her: 

Me:

Her:

Me:

Her: the choir is starting 

Me: omg old lady on guitar 🤮

Her: there is emoji for that?

Me: there is an emoji for you 😇, a peck of em🙏

Her: gross

Me: totally - but YOU ARE GOD, can't you make shit suck less? 

Her: I am just the WIFE

Me:

Her:

Me:

Her: Aren'chya going to yell at me about the perfidy of men?

Me: why bother? 

 feist - hiding out in the open

lil Lizzo

 patti smith - smells like teeny spirit

I tried out the AI that has everybody freaking out. I asked it to write a story about me. Its choice of the name "John" was its own...

Once upon a time, in a remote village nestled between mountains and lakes, there lived a witch named Wantdog. She was a solitary woman who preferred the company of her books and music to that of the townsfolk. Wantdog's cottage was hidden deep in the woods, and few dared to venture that far. However, there was one constant companion by her side, her beloved familiar, a dog named Disco.

Disco was no ordinary dog. He possessed a keen intellect and an unwavering loyalty to his mistress. Together, they spent their days exploring the forests and playing in the lakes. Disco had an insatiable appetite for adventure, and Wantdog was happy to indulge him. However, there was one activity that Wantdog loved more than anything else - reading.

Wantdog was an avid reader, and her cottage was lined with shelves upon shelves of books. She spent most of her days lost in the pages of her favorite novels and treatises. Disco would curl up beside her, content to listen to the rustling of the pages and the occasional murmur of delight.

Despite her love for solitude, Wantdog had not always been alone. There had been men in her life, men who had loved her and whom she had loved in return. However, those relationships had always been short-lived. Wantdog was fiercely independent, and few men could handle her sharp tongue and unyielding will.

One day, a young man stumbled upon Wantdog's cottage while exploring the woods. His name was John, and he was a bard who traveled the land, singing songs and telling tales. Wantdog was immediately taken with him, and they spent many days talking about books and music and their shared love of the mountains and lakes.

Disco, however, was suspicious of John. He sensed that the bard's intentions were not pure, that he sought to take Wantdog away from the peace and quiet of her cottage. Wantdog ignored Disco's warnings, and soon enough, John proposed to her. Wantdog accepted, and they planned to leave the village together.

However, on the day of their departure, Wantdog had a change of heart. She realized that she could not leave her beloved cottage and her faithful companion, Disco. She called off the wedding, and John left the village, heartbroken.

Wantdog returned to her quiet life, content in the knowledge that she had made the right decision. She continued to spend her days lost in books and music, with Disco by her side. And though she never found love again, she knew that she was happy with the life she had chosen.

From that day on, Wantdog and Disco lived happily ever after, wandering the woods and playing in the lakes, content in their solitude and their love for each other.

I don't have a songtrack for that horseshit

chris stapleton - starting over

morgan something - 7 summers

Regina Spektor doing the poem thing like Flav: The New Colossus Host Elisa New joins singer-songwriter Regina Spektor 

I don't fully understand anything. Least of all how I ended up here.

flava flave ❤

 public enemy - fight the power

"Archaic Torso of Apollo"

 We cannot know his legendary head

with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso
is still suffused with brilliance from inside,
like a lamp, in which his gaze, now turned to low,

gleams in all its power. Otherwise
the curved breast could not dazzle you so, nor could
a smile run through the placid hips and thighs
to that dark center where procreation flared.

Otherwise this stone would seem defaced
beneath the translucent cascade of the shoulders
and would not glisten like a wild beast's fur:

would not, from all the borders of itself,
burst like a star: for here there is no place
that does not see you. You must change your life.

Rilke

carole king - I feel the earth move 

I sure did feel it. 

mt joy - dirty love

mad world - chloe somebody (high rec, lovely)  It is.

 Could have lost Ears, who was in that passenger seat, but he's okay. It's unnerving how a few inches could make or take whole lives. Like we are dodging bullets always.

the farther we go - walk off the earth  that little blonde girl always nails it like a staple gun

"1=1"

When you want a happier childhood - more stable or more whimsy or less anger or less glib - you have a kid and you give them THAT childhood so that YOU can enjoy it.

They don't owe you shit. You did that all for yourself.

Every adult knows this already.

Here's my question: when you want to have had a different ADULTHOOD - more stable or more whimsy or less anger or less glib - what do you do (for whom) so you can have-enjoy that?

I'd ask my lover but he wouldn't let me even finish asking before he cut me off

With protestations of love

A cut off, same as any other kind of "shut up", in effect.

 

new chapter ft. what do you see?

Tinashe, Missy Elliott - Bouncin x The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly) | The ... Visit

I teetered just a very wee bit, entertaining in theory (while drunk) Nebraska's repeated stated intention of marrying me. I'm holding the line on a fat ring, essentially cockblocking him / tethering myself.  It doesn't turn out well, usually. 

But. I'm beginning to wonder about the shape I'm taking now

A lover has desires and that is what shape she takes, the shape of herself.

 

Reflect.

Rereading

Funny thing about keeping a readerlymusicmindful journal of sorts for nearly two decades - your favorite artists age, your favorite every category of person ages,

not a name on his ass but he's hopeful that'll be next 🙏 

they revisit their work(s) new editions, cover their own songs ... I mean, you can/could retrace your steps 🤔 think again 🤔 

aimee mann - wise up (2015 rerelease)

play me a song? 

the fray - how to save a life

Bad Boy (with Wiz Khalifa, bbno$, MAX) - Yung Bae, Wiz Khalifa, bbno$ & MAX I used Shazam to discover Bad Boy (with Wiz Khalifa, bbno$, MAX) by Yung Bae, Wiz Khalifa, bbno$ & MAX.  

"siigh"

 There Is No Emergency Service Available In Large Parts of WNY

https://wblk.com/no-emergency-service-available-wny/ has got to be killing people but also no veterinarians 🤦‍♀️

"I 💞 my mommy"

"the shovel"

"pretty deadly"

"hanging out"

freak of nature

 

 

 

forget me - lewis capaldi  

Tom Jones, The Cardigans - Burning Down The House 

p

 play me - neil