the only valid cover version of “Hallelujah” is Jeff fucking Buckley’s…like he understands that the mood of this song is not “romantic” and “wedding-esque” but actually “sitting on the floor of your bathroom at four in the morning, drinking and crying while you wallow in self-pity and miss something that never was or could have been”
hes 19, with unlimited power, and he ain’t got a gf. the only time we see him interact with any women his own age is when he’s rejecting like 7 of them rapid fire. he pretends to date pacha in a gag that lasts like 10 solid minutes. listen to me god damnit
do people on tumblr like. realize that friendships arent therapy
this is how yall end up going around calling every ex-friend your abuser. its nice for your friends to be able to drop everything for you when youre having a bad time, but its literally NOT mandatory. your friends should not have to ignore their own problems to fix yours. get some therapy.
as a friend, you are allowed to say “i would really love to help you right now, but i cant push back my own issues to help you. im going through my own problems right now, and thats what i need to focus on”. it is NOT selfish. you arent going to be of any help to the people you care about if youre in bad shape and not taking care of yourself. its only going to make you worse for wear.
