Radiohead caused this post.

So I've been crying for the past 30 minutes, I accidently the whole Radiohead, the whole thing.

I'm not afraid to cry or let my emotions out, I cry at the smallest and largest things these days since being broken and then me stomping on the shards of a broken man as though I was deep in a mosh pit at a Marilyn Manson concert.

Mark Buckridge taught me as a child that crying was ok when necessary, he didn't do the whole "Be a man" thing, he understood I was in touch with my feminine side, whenever he would see me cry he would comfort me, I grew to stop the tears from flowing as I loathed it, his final choice in life broke my tap and they pour out whenever they please once again.

So, how did I come to conclude I'm not afraid to cry?

I pushed myself today mentally, I have been doing it alot and I have so many albums I had choosen not to listen to but today was the last Album.

It was Radiohead's - Pablo Honey, I have slowly been pushing myself more and more to listen to this fantastic music, this music that my father and myself enjoyed, it also reminds myself of the good, the bad times and smile, cry and weep.

Today was the breaking point for tears, It felt good and I willingly let it out.

The song that did it to me?

Creep, I used to love this song long before Dad and I connecting together with this band, infact the Album for this song, I connected because I am this song: (edited)

♪ But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul ♪

We first connected together on a drive while on my L's when it was "Lloyds music time"

I chucked this on and we started enjoying the drive more.

To conclude, I have 94 problems and being afraid to cry or allow my emotions to pour isn't one of them.

I feel awesome, thank you Ark for reminding me of the blog in perfect timing.


Now to further share the song: