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|rek (profile) wrote, |
on 10-22-2009 at 1:24am
|because this isn't just a song that's finally given an artist and a title.
it's thirteen years ago, it's eleven years old.
it's a cold, haunted apartment in a two hundred year old house, an awkward start to puberty and depression after The Divorce.
it's a tiny kitchen and two brothers and a mom who still had a decent sense of music, an old black boombox, and radio i95.
it wasn't anything to anyone else.
maybe that's why songs of this era mean so much to me -- it's the memory. the beginning of the sad, the beginning of Me as i Am. the great forgetting.