so i always seem to find myself in a conversation with my friend who works at good records where i ask him if there’s “that” in stock. he more often than not follows up with the conclusion that i should be listening to “this” instead. and he’s usually right.
such is the case on how found out about chelsea wolfe.
buh. sigh. expletive. though i’ve always known & accepted those feelings were still there somewhere living within the world of me, i consider it rather unfortunate to run into them from time to time. get bent, emotions.