Update on the whole "listened through Placebo's 'Without You I'm Nothing (ft. David Bowie)' without getting triggered" situation as mentioned last night: yeah I may have fucked up by listening to it a second time, because now I just woke up with it still ringing in my head. It's a great fucking song, but it's also just so emotionally devastating (again, not in a triggering way at this point, just the normal way). Like for fuck's sake, I'm not even grappling with feelings of codependence in the midst of a rocky relationship for once in my life, come on. Just let me make breakfast in peace, Molko, urrgh.
- ey/they/she
Shapeshifter, axe fighter, chaos mystic, Netrunner enjoyer, occasional sound maker.
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in reply to @lautigant's post:
Waking up to sad femboy mewling coming from inside my head instead of next to me in bed is the real fuxking tragedy here (the latter is bc I slept in late and they want their morning wet food)