Words Of Warning To My DJ Friend Before I Board This PlaneBY BRONQUES
Yell. Say anything. Yes, behave as if your vicious words don’t accumulate… until he’s chilling below 14th with the girl he never noticed before but that was always there. And now he suddenly remembers the beautiful creative creature that he once was.
Relationships unless they are the right ones will make you bitter.
Relationships unless they are the wrong ones will make you better.
She is trying to steal your spirit. She says she loves you but it’s the worst kind of love. She wants you to be ZERO. The ‘Bullet With Butterfly Wings’ video kind. She pretends to support you and she will pretend to until it doesn’t work for her anymore and then she undermine your efforts to stay afloat all in the name of love. She will steal your spirit, steal your spirit until you’re half, then a quarter, then the sort of fraction that needs a decimal point and multiple zeros and then she will leave you. And then your music will suffer. You will sample ‘Belle and Sebastian Peel Session’ guitars and Bauhaus drums on your MPC and wonder why it’s not working. Josh will tell you over dinner that dubstep is the new ‘Ska’ but the irony will go over your head. And finally, you’ll be doing a stop-over gig in Indianapolis when you get an email that Windish Agency isn’t picking up the option.
The one that loves you, you instantly recognize. She’s always been there. There’s never been any pressure. She’s level headed most of the time because she respects you. When you fight, even though she’s convinced that she is right, she’s open to the nuance in there that she might have missed. When she raises her voice it’ll never be to put you down but only to be heard. When the argument is over you won’t have to wonder how many things she said that she actually meant because you will take her headphones off and realize that it’s your DJ mix she fell asleep to.
P.S. Words Of Warning To My DJ Friend’s Girlfriend Before I Board This Plane:
Maybe the reason he doesn’t say I love you is because he doesn’t feel it anymore. He used to say it but you argued all the feeling out of him. Again and again. Yell. Say anything. Yes, behave as if your vicious words don’t accumulate… until he’s chilling below 14th with the girl he never noticed before but that was always there. And now he suddenly remembers the beautiful creative creature that he once was. He’s laughing from the bottom of his stomach again.
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