Opening acts, final encores / Rehearsed reverence, theatrical tragedy
Mvrp
Joined May 2026
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No meal could satisfy it, no amount of wanting could fill the hollow place it leaves behind; sits beneath my ribs like an empty stomach, gnawing slowly, making a home out of the ache. I mistake every almost-love for enough
I still catch myself returning to that summer in my head, to the way I let myself believe there was an us in something that was never meant to stay / music.apple.com/id/album/aug…
For whoever this song is meant to find,
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Stepped outside and the air felt fresher, the sky looked brighter, and life didn’t feel so unbearably heavy anymore. We’re so baaaack.
To sum up my Monday:
1) Morning long black while looking half-asleep,
2) Brainstorming... even though my brain wasn’t braining,
3) Taking care of my son.
