BittersweetFM

Pure heroine is what this album feels like. Like shoot it straight to the vein, idc do it repeatedly until the lyrics are tattoed on my brain.

If my teenage angst was an album. Y’all just don’t get the vibe and you never will, you don’t get what it was like listening to this on my white apple wire headphones connected to my pink iphone 6 while sitting on the football field alone because I was severely depressed and this was my only source of dopamine. Like we are not on the same wavelength.

Wtf could I EVER say about this album? Like what could a simple mortal like me say about this gift from the gods, brought to us by the angel that is stevie nicks (yes Lindsey, I’m leaving you out of that statement on purpose just to piss you off. Asshole.)

I’ve never been more spiritually aligned with a white 28yo man from Vermont in my entire life. This album is a cabin in the woods with warmth coming off of the fire place and the smell of a nice meal getting cooked in the oven… with little undertones of adiction, heartbreak and depression but yk, small details.