I am draining away

When I was a teenager, I didn't feel like I had an identity at all. I was a bundle of trauma, loneliness, undiagnosed autism and unrealised transness. I barely communicated in the "real world", spending all my time with online communities and friends that spanned a gamut of abusiveness. I "came out of my shell" when I started doing youth theatre. I became more social, began to have an identity in the commonly accepted sense.

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A non-exhaustive list of terrible songs I’ve fixated on

This is a non-exhaustive list of songs that I know are objectively bad, but I listened to them so many times that they burrowed into my brain and wove themselves into the endlessly beltable fabric of my Meme Legendalia: my musical stim catalogue.