I’m always fucking paranoid that someone’s gonna rob my house
When I was living with my parents I came home one time
And the front door was busted open
My brother was inside with his friend
They told me what happened
(My MacBook was gone)
I lost my best recordings at the time and I got depressed about that
I called the girl I was seeing and she listened to me cry for two hours that night
When I was 15 I used to cut myself and I wasn’t even that depressed
I just thought it was kinda cool
(I was emo as fuck!)
But now I’m legit depressed cause I’m not so young anymore
(And life seems so fucking meaningless all the time)
I watched the movie Dazed and Confused
(a few months back)
And it just fucked me up
It got me pining for the Summer of 2006
Getting high and drinking wine on my friend Christine’s rooftop
I fell in love with that girl, she put my hair into dreadlocks
She didn’t like me back but had a sort of faux romance thing going on
Then she went away to school in September and we drifted apart
I still think the scars on my forearm look fucking dope
I think the last time I cut myself must’ve been when my parents kicked me out of the house
I was 23 then and they didn’t really kick me out
(I mean, they were pretty nice about it)
They helped me find a nice place
(They bought me groceries for 6 weeks)
And they paid off my mortgage
I still owed them 50 thou for a while
(But then a few years later they forgave the debt)
My parents are fucking awesome!
(I wish I didn’t hurt them so much when I was growing up)
I never let them know where I was going
(When I was going out)
One time they called the police
(They thought I was kidnapped)
False alarm though
I was a fucked up rich kid always getting wasted on something
They could smell the weed I was smoking in my bedroom every day
(They could always track down my stash of empty bottles)
It got to the point where I just didn’t even give a shit anymore
And when I had 50 or so empties piled up
I’d just ask them to drive me to The Beer Store
So I could get a return
I didn’t sleep much last night and I skipped class this morning but it doesn’t matter
I just wanna keep working at these fucking songs
Toronto lo-fi noise rock elite - Wolfcow. Super dancey fancy outfit featuring stylized nonsense lyrics and catchy songwriting. This shit's boopin. Sympathy etc.
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2023