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Marissa Nadler - Janie in Love
"You're a natural disaster and I am
Watching you blow up everything
You touch and the earth will crumble
You speak and hurricanes attack
I am pulling out the windows to prepare for you
When I hear your name
Some great deluge
Janie in love
Janie in love
Janie in love"
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Phoebe Bridgers - Motion Sickness (Official Video)
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femmediabolique · 5 years
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I shouldn't be posting something so incredibly personal, but I stood up to my abuser, and I am proud of myself. This feeling won't last, but I feel free for the first time in my life.
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You Were Never Lovelier (1942)
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Every time the day  Darkens down and goes away  Pictures open in my head  Of me and you, silent and cliché  All the things we did and didn’t say Covered up by what we did and didn’t do  Going through every out I used to Cop to make the repetition stop What was I supposed to say? Now I never leave my zone  We’re both alone, I’m going home I wish I’d never seen your face
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femmediabolique · 5 years
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Only when I drink, do I come out from inside of myself. Nobody can fucking help me. I've been gone since the miserable day I was born. Even if people did offer to help me, I couldn't accept it. I'm going to die. That's it. A therapist can't help me. It all ends up on the shoulders of my poor girlfriend who wants desperately to help someone who can't accept help. No hotline is going to make my trauma disappear. Everything is futile and hopeless.
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You will not be thrown a rope of any sort. You either dig yourself out or you fucking die. That is all there is to say.
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femmediabolique · 5 years
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well I am gutted 😢😢 should not listen to covers of songs about women, by women in the witching hour.
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femmediabolique · 5 years
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a game for the guests at this hotel my girlfriend and I are staying at: was it my banshee sex cries you heard through the walls or Kate Bush?
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Marissa Nadler - 1923 (with cellist Janel Leppin)
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“This shimmering space, where imagination and reality intercept, this is where all love and tears and joy exist. This is the place. This is where we live.”
— Nick Cave, 20000 Days on Earth
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femmediabolique · 5 years
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Where the Wild Roses Grow by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds and  Blixa Bargeld
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“When I listen to old songs of people who are no longer with us, there’s something about it that’s meaningful to me because of that. That their voices and their ideas are still somehow in the air and we can listen to them—I love that idea. It’s not so much an ego thing about people remembering me, but just that there are voices that are speaking from the dead, or there are voices that are speaking out of history in the form of music. That’s actually really powerful—that you can listen to a blues singer moaning something that’s literally coming out of the grave.”
— Nick Cave
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FRANZ KAFKA
Letters to Milena (1952);
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