miyomiyu

this is the first documentation of twink sadness in history

he sings like he is screaming an incomprehensible delirium after being shot in the lungs

This album feels like the moment pain and peace intersect, thats it's so unique you can only hope to feel it ever again, I have looked for this same feeling in her discography but i never quite found it (besides Terminal paradise) and i don't think i ever will, its just so raw and organic that it can't be replicated. It is just her, her feelings and a guitar, so every intent of producing something alike is fruitless. It's one of the only albums that i think thrives against ... read more

i hate how i kinda like this even though its the same formula over and over