⋆ marsha, thankk you for the dialectics, but i need you to leave. (will wood)

• and a little conformity never hurt nobody, but lately I've been worried that you're losing yourself. so how many milligrams of you are still left in there?
• doctor, what's my prognosis if the studies show that disease is in the eye of the beholder?
• you're not your thoughts, you're not your brain, you're just the character you've made up in your head, down in your heart. what seem like different body parts come together to believe that they're you and not just chemistry. it's not the way that you were raised, or what the advertisements say, not what you pay for, what you pray for, what you want, or what you say. and i see your tendency to redefine disease by what you need, and something tells me that you need, forgive me now if i misspeak, but something tells me that you like, and something tells me you prefer sitting there flipping through those old issues of people. well, that's our time, see you next week!

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⋆ bullet with butterfly wings (the smashing pumpkins)

• despite all my rage, i am still just a rat in a cage.

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⋆ i thought i saw your face today (she & him)

• i thought i saw your face today, but i just turned my head away. your face against the trees, but i just see the memories as they come.
• i thought this place was heaven sent, but now it's just a monument in my mind.
• i somehow see what's beautiful in things that are ephemeral, i'm my only friend of mine and love is just a piece of time in the world.

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⋆ me and my madness (heavenly)

• make a joke and laugh about it. feel like you're a moving target. wish all this had never started.
• say one thing and think another. stay in bed, 'cause you're not bothered. pray that it will soon be over.
• oh, you're a fool. don't believe what people say, they never stay anyway.
• i don't think they will, i just can't sit still, funny kind of ill.
• i can't ever trust. i don't wanna think about it. you're there by my side, then I asked you why, could it be you lied? i don't wanna think about it.
• my phone rings, but there's no one there (hello?). all my dreams have vanished in thin air. was it real when you said you'd care?

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⋆ um, it's kind of a lot (will wood)

• i'm afraid of leaving my house, i'm afraid of dying of cancer, i'm afraid of black sedans, white vans, and computers. i'm afraid of losing my mind, i'm afraid of windows and airplanes, i'm afraid of my past, my fans, and my future.
• oh, i'm afraid that you'll change your mind. i'm afraid there's somebody better. i'm afraid of four-letter words, like "love", "for" and "ever", or whatever.and i'm afraid you'll notice all my flaws, i'm afraid you already have, obviously. and i'm afraid i'll come on too strong, hold you too tight and scare you too.
• so here's one last lyric to sum up these thoughts i struggled to come up with to make me sound deep and smart, and then i promise i'll shut up. wait, let me think. hold on, i got this. anything but "i'm in love with you".
• but i never been afraid to wear my heart on my sleeve. at least to prove i'm weak and if you cut me i'll bleed.

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⋆ washing machine heart (mitski)

• do-mi-ti, why not me? why not me?

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⋆ working for the knife (mitski)

• i cry at the start of every movie. i guess 'cause i wish i was making things too, but i'm working for the knife.
• i always knew the world moves on, i just didn't know it would go without me.

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⋆ the internet's getting worse (tom simons)

• is it just me? am i going crazy? left wing sexists hiding their secrets, you don't even really like this. everyone sells everything, nothing means anything, this is all hollow, shallow, saddening.

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⋆ what a catch, donnie (fall out boy)

• i got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match. what a catch, what a catch.
• i will never end up like him, behind my back, i already am.

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⋆ that funny feeling (bo burnham)

• i can't really, uh, play the guitar very well, um, or sing. so you know, apologies.
• stunning 8k-resolution meditation app; in honor of the revolution, it's half-off at the gap. deadpool's self-awareness, loving parents, harmless fun. the backlash to the backlash to the thing that's just begun.
• the whole world at your fingertips, the ocean at your door. the live-action lion king, the pepsi halftime show. twenty-thousand years of this, seven more to go. carpool karaoke, steve aoki, logan paul. a gift shop at the gun range, a mass shooting at the mall.
• reading pornhub's terms of service. going for a drive and obeying all the traffic laws in grand theft auto v. full agoraphobic, losing focus, cover blown. a book on getting better hand-delivered by a drone. total dissociation, fully out your mind. googling "derealization", hating what you find. that unapparent summer air in early fall. the quiet comprehending of the ending of it all.
• there it is again, that funny feeling. that funny feeling.

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