I'm Christa Feagin, from Summerfield, Florida. I am a college student studying Clinical Psychology at the University of St. Leo. Music has always been a source of inspiration and comfort for me. Through this soundtrack, I aim to share a narrative of my life's journey—a mix of highs and lows, growth, and reflection.
This soundtrack represents a personal exploration of my experiences and emotions. I created it to fulfill an assignment and gain a deeper understanding of how these songs resonate with my life. I hope to look back on this project in the future and see it as a testament to my growth and the soundtrack of my journey. My goal was to curate a sequence that reflects the different phases of my life, providing insight into who I am and how I cope with various situations.
Track 1: "Fast Car" by Tracy Chapman
This song represents my dreams and aspirations for a better life. It captures the desire to escape from limitations and seek new opportunities, reflecting my ambitions and the hope for a brighter future.
Track 2: "Sometimes I Cry" by Chris Stapleton
Stapleton's raw emotion in this track resonates with my moments of vulnerability. It mirrors my emotional struggles and the need to express and process my feelings.
Track 3: "Birds of a Feather" by Billie Eilish
Billie Eilish's reflective and introspective style connects with my personal growth and the search for understanding my place in the world. This song symbolizes the connection I feel with my thoughts and experiences.
Track 4: "All the Time" by Zach Bryan
This track speaks to the enduring nature of certain relationships and memories. Despite changes and challenges, it represents the people and experiences that have constantly been present in my life.
Track 5: "2009" by Mac Miller
Mac Miller's nostalgic reflection on past times aligns with my reminiscing about earlier life phases. This song captures the bittersweet nature of reflecting on how far I've come.
Track 6: "Burning Bridges" by Wyatt Flores
This song reflects on letting go of past relationships and moving forward. It resonates with my experiences of making difficult decisions to leave behind what no longer serves my growth.
Track 7: "Take You With Me" by Luke Combs
Luke Combs' song highlights the importance of carrying cherished memories and loved ones with me as I navigate life's journey. It represents the sentimental value of experiences and connections that remain with me.
Track 8: "Who Am I" by Casting Crowns
This final track encapsulates a deep introspection about identity and purpose. It reflects my ongoing quest to understand myself and my place in the grander scheme of life.
Thank you for taking the time to listen to my soundtrack. Each song was carefully chosen to reflect different aspects of my life and emotional experiences. I hope this collection provides a meaningful insight into my journey and resonates with you as much as it does with me.
i always thought, like, "my dad is so weird to only have three bands he listens to all the time." and now that i mainly use a CD player in my car, i also have just three or four bands that i listen to.
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you are keeping us well fed with the disabled!reader poolverine storyline tysm <3
The older boys, once fed and walked settled in with their devices. Content to play games with Wade and annoy you. The younger, Logan noted, velcroed himself to your side. Wanting to be held, wanting to be snuggled. And you were more than happy to do it.
He didn't want to rough house. When the livingroom devolved into a baby cage match, he brought you a book. Clamoring into your lap. And the two men traded a look.
You gathered him up, kissing the side of his head and just started reading. No questions or protests. And even the Older boys, drawn in by their own memories of story time made their way over with pillows to sprawl on. Settling in with their phones.
They felt a pang. You wouldn't get your own babies to cuddle, but it was pretty clear that the kids that you did get to love knew you were safe in your house. Making themselves at home. All day, they hadn't hesitated to get a snack or tease you. They never flinched at what Wade looked like or Logan's brooding. They knew your world was different even if they didn't know how exactly.
When Ronnie, the youngest dozed off you held him for a little bit before wiggling out and letting him lay on the couch and throwing a blanket over him. "Looks like I should start figuring out dinner, huh?"
"Pizza?" Zach, the oldest put in.
"You got, pizza money, homie?" you ask, leaning on the back of his chair, "Because I got 'works for the state' money and that will not order pizza for you three heathens."
"Aww man-"
"I do have mac and cheese stuff and some smoked susage and green beans, though," you muse.
"But is there extra cheese?" Zach asked.
"Do I look like your mother?"
He grinned and you ruffled his hair, heading to the kitchen to go start cooking and he followed you. Logan listened with half an ear, he knew a kid looking for a pep talk when he saw one.
And when he leaned against your shoulder and you rested your head on his for a second, Logan smiled a little. evidently you did too. "What's wrong, bug?"
"Nothing-"
"Uh-huh."
Zach huffed and you just waited, filling a pot with water and bustling around. "I just- mom's got me signed up for so much shit- and like, why?"
"Mostly because your grandma did it to us," you muse. "And also because she doesn't want you to turn out like us- mostly me."
Zach gave you a look and you smile a little. "I spent an absurd amount of time trying to be someone I wasn't baby. I just... Don't care about cars and having a big ass house. I don't WANT the life they mapped out for me. And even if I DID, I'm not sure I could even do it."
He watched you work for a second and looked at his brothers before looking back at you. "I used to try. And I'm not saying you shouldn't. But. Give yourself some grace... And as hard as it can be, give your mom some grace. She loves you."
He snorted and you crinkle your nose. "She does. Even if she doesn't show it like we want her to- Remember. She ALSO had to survive our parents and live to tell about it."
Zach shook his head, "Grandma is unhinged, dude."
"And she mellowed out once Dad started slipping her Klonopin. So. Imagine what she was like BEFORE that."
"Ugh." Zach shuddered and you nudged him out of your way handing him a soda with a laugh.
The holiday season came to a close and the second semester was quickly approaching. Zach moved back into his dorm and prepared for his new classes. He got his job back at the original sub shop and he had ordered an XXL shirt that he was now wearing comfortably. He was determined to lose all of the extra weight he gained during Christmas break, and he got back in the gym. His tight gym clothes didn’t even cover his belly anymore, and his shorts were straining against his growing ass.
after only about 15 minutes of working out, Zach couldn’t stop himself from driving to McDonald’s and getting a large Big Mac meal. He was officially addicted to food and he hated it. How could he ever lose weight if he couldn’t stop himself from eating? Going to work later that night, Zach ordered his footlong Italian sub with everything on it, and he quickly scarfed it down. About an hour later, his manager asked him if he wanted a mess up sub that they were going to throw away. Zach hated to waste food, and it looked really good. He accepted the offer and tore through the second footlong. Zach left work stuffed, but he still had to attend a frat party that evening. There, he chugged beer like it was water, and gobbled up slice after slice of greasy pizza. When he eventually got back to his dorm, he took off his tight shirt and laid on his bed. He rubbed his stuffed belly and moaned a bit. His roommate Thomas took note of this and thought it was equally hilarious and sexy.
Thomas invited Zach out to dinner at his favorite restaurant and Zach thought it sounded great. He almost never got to hang out with his roommate, so this would be nice to catch up. At the restaurant, Thomas ordered a burger with some fries, and a coke. Zach ordered some fish, a personal pizza, some sliders, nachos, Mac and cheese, a buffalo chicken wrap, and a large cheesesteak. He washed it down with three large chocolate shakes, and a doctor pepper. Thomas was astonished. So was the waiter. When the food eventually arrived, Zach dug in. He gorged on the plates one by one, his shirt growing tighter with each bite. Thomas just munched on his burger and watched in amazement as he tried to cover up his boner. Zach finished before Thomas and leaned back in his chair. His shirt rode up to reveal his distended gut that had taken over his lap. As Zach rubbed his gut, he had a bit of a revelation. This belly wasn’t so bad. If he was able to pack away all that food with ease, why put that talent to waste.
a few months later, the semester was finally coming to a close. Thomas and Zach had been dating for three months now, and things were going great. Thomas loved to feed Zach and watch him grow, and Zach loved to eat. Thomas would make it an effort to get Zach full, but it always seemed like he could eat forever. Multiple doctors feared for Zach’s health but he was done caring. All he wanted to do was eat. The last time he had weighed himself, he was 328 pounds. That was almost a month ago however. He might be close to 350 now.
this has been my favorite story so far, as I took a lot of it from real life events. Let me know if I should ever revisit this story or updates if Zach in real life gets bigger.