Unreal Unearth Unheard Has Me Unwell, Unstable, And Undone

i started rambling in ur tags about this but it was getting v long so i hope u don’t mind me rambling in your ask box: ur analysis of mr schwartz is So marvellous & u articulated it so well, that’s Exactly what the song’s like!! i can’t put things into words as well as u did but it reminds me of the feeling like you’re floating outside of your body, like a moment of confusion and derealisation. like you can glimpse how you are perceived and don’t recognise or like it, but it’s like an expectation, or a necessity - thinking particularly of the lines ‘and if we guess who i’m pretending to be/do we get a prize?/having attempted twice both incorrectly/do we get a third try?’ GOD what a insane song

yeah!! expectation or necessity feels right. those lines + glove hand reaching in to hit the switch & there’s not one goddamn thing that you can do about it. i really like it… if there’s one thing alex turner will write about it is various phony male characters and usually its kinda scathing but i feel like he does it with more sympathy here and it MAKES ME FEEL THINGS

I like stories where a normal human child is being raised by a sinister supernatural being who is totally malevolent except when it comes to their kid. Those are so much better than the “kids are scary” changeling type horror movies.

when the autism is being an actual mental health problem instead of making me obsess over fictional characters again:

"not all men" you're right connor cobalt would never

WHAT, LIKE IT'S HARD?

how i will be going this school year

dies

“There are rare people who will fuel the fire inside of you, who will awaken a dormant passion, who will challenge you, who will push you and better you. She alone is my rarity.” - Fuel the Fire.

me. me when a poem says something ive felt before

daylight, you got me cursing the daylight