mina’s Reviews > This Year: 365 Songs Annotated: A Book of Days > Status Update

shoutout to suicidal children who could not kill themselves despite their want. on an entirely unrelated note i’m gonna be sick.
call the coroner, book the hearse / my whole God damned family was crazy and i / was just 14, and ready to die / strike while the iron’s still nice and hot: / you people can stay here but I will NOT

wow. a lot here. song about a son who lost contact with a parent due to divorce at age six. the connection to a prior song. bad patterns. “try to step outside the shadow of your great catastrophe / dream all night of freedom / never wake up free” <— the last line in particular evoking never quite free to me. wow.

predictable, if spectacular, results

i did a pained groan when i read the title. excavating / the space we left behind

drafts are organ donors

heavy heavy heavy stuff . the next song being this year is also Wow

THERE WONT BE ANY REASON LEFT TO CRY / BECAUSE THERE WONT BE ANY PEOPLE LEFT TO CRY FOR / MY MEMORYS GOING TO VAPORIZE ITSELF

song feels like a gut punch. “i don’t remember writing it” doubly so. what do we owe to each other? is death a victory? sometimes i’ll meet you out there, lonely and frightened. the end of an album to end all albums.

fucking ow.

i think someone was mean to you when you were little, that’s what i think. i think someone was mean to you. i think someone was mean to you when you didn’t deserve it, that’s what i think. i think someone was mean to you. i think someone was mean to you for a long, long time, that’s what i think. i think someone was mean to you.