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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. |
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