She stood on the beach with herself in pieces. The well worn, well loved and comfortable parts of herself safe in her hands. The newer, sharper, jagged pieces were making space inside her. In her heart. In her soul. In her mind. They hurt. They wouldn't sit right. They rubbed her raw inside until she … Continue reading Pieces of You, Pieces of Me
There are not a lot of songs that deal with angst of being a twenty something almost thirty something human that don't end with joyous self-discovery or a way to drastically change and reinvent yourself. "If I never get sober, fuck it/ The heart wants what it wants/ If I never get over you, fuck … Continue reading ‘If I Never Get Over You, Fuck It’: Thoughts on Dia Frampton’s ‘Die Wild’ & Other Things That Matter.