there is not a year that goes by that I don’t end this day crying
(via sommerlanding)
It’s so crazy that the first time I distractedly listened to this album a couple of years ago it didn’t really tell me anything and I eventually forgot about it and now that I have come back to it I am unable to express how much beauty I find in it and how much it has grown to mean to me this past month I’ve been listening to it.
Everyday I Iisten to it I find something new in every song and each day a different lyric strikes me like a punch in the guts but in a good way, I wouldn’t even know how to explain.
It feels like these songs have been holding my hand during these last few weeks and picking me up during some very dark days.
I just feel a deep connection to every little utterly beautiful detail that makes up these nine songs and I am so glad that albums like this exist and that we are lucky enough to find them when we need them the most.
Utilizzare il libro di ingegneria del suono che dovresti studiare come tappetino del mouse mentre mixi cose vale come studiare, giusto?
Comunque stanotte ho sognato che ero in una cover band dei Paramore (in realtà non ho capito se era una cover band o se ero boh la nuova chitarrista dei Paramore) e niente dovevamo suonare ed ero tutta contenta e salgo sul palco e mi rendo conto che non so le mie parti e quindi improvviso andando completamente a cazzo e a orecchio e ci azzecco pure psicanalizzatemi.
(via danger)
(via inferior)
