rocksfalling:

the world is full of people
and you get to talk with so many of them
even be friends with some and have their phone number in your pocket

how COOL is that? !!!

reclaiming your songs

oldtobegin:

i mean i’m being a little silly, i guess, but i think it’s really important to TAKE BACK THE SONGS/ART/MEDIA YOU LOVE when you break up with someone (or have a falling out or a bad experience or whatever) and the song/art/media has a Bad Taste. i’m not saying you should refuse to think about the sad/bad thing - those things need to be processed and felt and dealt with - but i’m saying don’t turn off a song you love cause it makes you think about some jackass.

i think this is especially important for women, many of whom are made to feel like we obviously get our tastes in music from the men in our lives and who therefore experience added pressure to tie our feelings about an artist or song to a man. break that tie. jam your jam.

heronqueenblues:

I’m trying to figure out a way to phrase this, but I can’t get the right words

but the gist is that in music press I so often see shock when black musicians (usually involved with hip hop) reference or collaborate with “high brow” artists, and in a similar vein I see so many references to “accidental genius” when talking about hip hop albums

it’s this weird thing where it’s assumed poor people (poor black people, to be more specific) aren’t aware of high art, aren’t interested in it, and don’t know how to create work of an equal stature and equal complexity

like, as an example, whenever Wu-Tang Clan is discussed, in solo or group guises, there always seems to be an unspoken undertone of “wow, these black guys somehow made really powerful, well-crafted, important art! how weird! they sure lucked out/ they’ve must just have an ear for it”, as if when Ghostface sat down and made Supreme Clientele he didn’t think about how the themes fit together, how the tracklist should be ordered to emphasize those themes, how the samples he chose and the atmosphere of the tracks worked with his lyrics

it’s just assumed it “came naturally” to him or something, as if the only way black artists can create something powerful is through instinct, thought and consideration and craftsmanship never brought into the equation

I think that’s why it bothers me so much when people detest violence in rap lyrics, but defend violence in other art. they’re basically saying, “these white artists were just playing a character, writing an interesting scene; it’s not meant to be taken literally. these black kids, however, aren’t smart enough to do that, so it obviously must be literal; there’s obviously no subtext/they’re not smart enough to use violence in an artistic way”

this is probably a bit rambly but it’s a big problem I see to varying degrees when rap music is discussed critically and it’s always bothered me.

heronqueenblues:

I think the reason a lot of people I know get so sad is that they’ve been raised to think that their life has to have a capital M Meaning to it, that there has to be a purpose and that there has to be an end goal and a steady linear movement towards that goal

but that’s not how things are in the slightest!

that’s why almost no one ever accomplishes things like that except in movies

in real life there’s a lot of wandering around and detours and little forests where you lose sight of what you were trying for and end up somewhere totally different and totally changed, and part of living is allowing yourself to appreciate that and realize that there are no missteps, just steps in different directions and everything you do is leaving footprints in the earth

it’s ok to be aimless sometimes! you don’t have to understand everything that’s happening and you don’t have to search for your purpose in life because the idea that there is one universal purpose for everyone and everything is frankly kind of insulting to the diverse range of beings there are in the world

sometimes yes you want to take initiative and work towards things that are important to you, but sometimes it’s ok to just go with things and not know quite where you’re headed, go with your gut. Just because you can’t put something into words doesn’t mean that thing isn’t important.

there’s value in everything, and you just have to learn to tune yourself to that, and you have to realize that even if your grandest dreams never happen, and even if you fail, your life is incredible. Everything about your life is incredible. You are remarkable. No one in the entire world has the same life as you, and your experiences are valuable and important even if they seem dumb to you. And you have to learn that the tiny little moments and the huge gigantic moments are all part of the same thing, different pieces of the big picture.

when you get to feeling nihilistic or hopeless go outside and sit in the snow or watch the wind blow through the long grass on the side of the highway or take a walk at night, but do it slowly and quietly and just focus on everything outside of you and you’ll know in your gut there’s something there, something that means something, and when you struggle to put words on it realize that you can’t and you never will be able to, and that’s alright.

Sometimes people need to be called on their shit, regardless of mental health

leonsumbitches:

octopole:

ladysage:

Screaming at someone, “WHY WON’T YOU BE BETTER, STOP WHINING, MENTAL BOOTSTRAPS,” is definitely counterproductive, but so is patting someone on the head and assuring them that their every impulse is perfectly valid.

There has to be a middle ground.

no but seriously this should be on top of everyones blogs

i like this post

I do this thing where I think I’m real sick
But I won’t go to the doctor to find out about it
Because they make you stay real still
In a real small space
As they chart up your insides and put them on display
They’d see all of it, all of me, all of it

All of the good that won’t come out of me
And all the stupid lies I hide behind
It’s such a big mistake
Lying here in your warm embrace