A brief discussion of the format of your blog: You write to your future self or anyone willing to listen. A featured section is the song of the day. You discuss a song and what it means to you.
Today's topic: People who just dislike me for some damn reason, even when I give a shit about what they think about me.
Mostly people in PACE. Who think I'm too odd (A Jewish Liberal Eastern European), too open minded, too outspoken, too sunny, too much of a crappy student, too Molly. It sucks. It's just so hard. I try to reach out my hand, but they shrug it away. No one understands. It's difficult. I cry about it sometimes. It's so hard knowing there will never be another Molly Hannah Rosenfeld. You try yourself to compensate for this, but it doesn't work. So maybe a blog can fill this gap. I sure hope so.
Song of the Day: Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons. Which is kind of like the anthem that the world sings to you.
Lyrics:
Weep for yourself, my man,
Mostly people in PACE. Who think I'm too odd (A Jewish Liberal Eastern European), too open minded, too outspoken, too sunny, too much of a crappy student, too Molly. It sucks. It's just so hard. I try to reach out my hand, but they shrug it away. No one understands. It's difficult. I cry about it sometimes. It's so hard knowing there will never be another Molly Hannah Rosenfeld. You try yourself to compensate for this, but it doesn't work. So maybe a blog can fill this gap. I sure hope so.
Song of the Day: Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons. Which is kind of like the anthem that the world sings to you.
Lyrics:
Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart
Weep, little lion man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
And waste it on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
Weep, little lion man,
You're not as brave as you were at the start
Rate yourself and rake yourself
Take all the courage you have left
And waste it on fixing all the problems that you made in your own head
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my...
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before
Tremble, little lion man,
You'll never settle any of your scores
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck
Now learn from your mother or else spend your days biting your own neck
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line
I really fucked it up this time
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
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