In all honesty, before I actually started to fall in love with her and I was still thinking of running away or jumping from a bridge or something equally rad, I used to sing this song to Isobel. It made me feel like I meant it, sometimes. Sure, I tripped hard for her not much further on, but for the first few months, PPD and colic kicked our asses.
Then this morning, I lost my shit on JDawg. Not during the phone call when he said he’d slipped last night and was paying for it. But during the one 15 minutes later when I found out he was high already, at 10am. So then 20 minutes ago came and I texted him to apologize for my shit-losing just as he emailed me this song.
I know I’m the only one out of the two of us who always looks to music choices for symbolism, but god, I’m back at doormat and oh, I was mean and GOD BEING EMO SUCKS. Which means that now, this is on the playlist, on repeat.
