Cheerful, uplifting music playlists sent to me by friends are not helping me.
DAMN you, Enya. DAMN YOU TO HELL.
I am now relying on Pink Floyd’s “The Final Cut” to restore my baseline unhealthy pathos.
Cheerful, uplifting music playlists sent to me by friends are not helping me.
DAMN you, Enya. DAMN YOU TO HELL.
I am now relying on Pink Floyd’s “The Final Cut” to restore my baseline unhealthy pathos.
If the Floyd wont bring you down, nothing will. I appreciate their orchestration and musicianship, but I almost always change the station when they come on. Dirge-like, downer stuff. — YUR
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