A sweet & minty tune from Katy Kirby and a few things I miss about being a slightly younger person than I am now. // Post by Misha
The childhood game of holding onto each other’s arms while spinning around. // Post by Misha
This song makes me think about the tenderest things. // Post by Misha
Myers-Briggs captures that amorphous post-college moment when the tracks run out on the train that for some two decades had reliably carried your regularly scheduled life to its ticketed destination. // Post by Misha
At times when listening to this album, the very air becomes infused with the feeling of being about to fall asleep after a long day // Post by Misha
I stumbled upon Nanami Ozone earlier this week and I started making a playlist for my existential dread.
More Of The Same is full of poppy hooks and fatalism, written for loners everywhere.
A song for when you’re in your twenties dreaming about being An Adult but like Really An Adult but For Real Though because This Can’t Be It. // Post by Misha
feeling things without having to bother with cause and effect, without having to strain them through the who what where why and how of it all, is nicer and lighter than it has any business being. // Post by Misha
when i think about trust i think about locker rooms and fishnet shirts and a short list of people who have held my hand while i cried in a bathroom stall. // Post by Misha