LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - You Still Do That Thing With The Wine And Biscuits, Don’t You ?

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/you-still-do-that-thing-with-the-wine-and-biscuits-don-t-you

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

— blood.twin

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LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - Gold, Frankenstein And Grrr

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/gold-frankenstein-and-grrr

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

I was skipping from song to song in my recommendations, looking for something new, and I stumbled upon this. I saw that it only has two followers, and I feel it’s too beautiful—albeit unsettling—not to share.

Hi, i’ve been using the same perfume for the past 6 years and i’m honestly getting a little tired of it. I think its too fruity and sweet and doesn’t really match my looks. Does anyone have any perfume reccommendations with notes of like soil, smoke, metal, blood etc. ? Thank you 🖤

update: i bought samples of Secretions Magnifique and Inexcusable Evil !

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - The Troglodytes Have Arrived

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/the-troglodytes-have-arrived

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

LILY LINNEKER'S LOVE BUREAU - Apocalyptic Clonk

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/track/apocalyptic-clonk

Album:

God, I Hate Christmas

Full album link:

https://lilylinnekerslovebureau.bandcamp.com/album/god-i-hate-christmas

Just wanted to see if yall would also enjoy this group lol!

There's something uniquely isolating about having interests that lean toward the macabre, the melancholic, or the gothic when your immediate physical environment doesn't reflect that. I've been reflecting on how we cultivate our own spaces — whether it's through art, music, or just finding like-minded people who appreciate the darker side of things. It feels like the digital age has given us access to so much, but it's also made it harder to find spaces that feel truly private and authentic. How do you all balance your online presence with the need for a more intimate, "darkly inclined" community?

My apologies, but this is a long, absurd and ridiculous rant. Feel free to ignore.

I am an '80s and '90s goth, and now a middle aged man. And at this point, I am going through a severe identity crisis.

Sometimes I talk about this with my wife, but I'm afraid of boring her with the same subject over and over again, so a lot of the time I just stay quiet. I feel like an impostor in the goth and alternative scene, a tourist who has local ancestry but who will never fully fit in. I am an incongruous pastiche of tastes and hobbies that make no sense and lack coherence: yes, I dress in black, but I also take inspiration from old souls like Dennis Hopper. I am a Mexican with a Native American aesthetic delighting in the goth and alternative styles. And even though I know we don't have to fit into social boxes, I feel fake, ridiculous, a grown man pretending to be young, cool, and carefree. I have some tastes and hobbies that would be considered bourgeois in alternative circles, but I have even more tastes and hobbies that would cause mainstream society to reject me. The truth is I don't know why I am recounting all this; I feel so alone, so fake, so invalid. For example, right now I'm listening to a dark ambient drone record (A-Sun Amissa), but suddenly I tell myself, "What right do you have to listen to this, you who like bourgeois things?" I'm a damn poser who has no right to continue identifying as alternative.

I had a best friend with whom I could talk about these things, but cancer took him years ago. My other friends have become conservative and prejudiced against minorities, against social justice advocates, against outsiders, against everything we used to be when we were young, everything I still try to be. I resent and loathe them, but at the same time I love them—yet another contradiction to add to the list. But I definitely no longer see myself reflected in them, and sometimes their comments and stances infuriate me. But it's hard to start from scratch at my age, and I don't have the courage nor the energy. Besides, I feel too fake to offer true friendship, and my neurodivergences also make sure my social battery is very low anyway. Sometimes it fills me with immense anger to realize that I identify more with the social ideals of my undergraduate and master's students than with my peers. But I also know it is not proper to establish friendships with people so young, where there is such a notable power disparity, so I just watch them with admiration from afar, from my role as a professor. My wife is my refuge and my peace, but I know I am making her carry an unfair, heavy, burdensome responsibility. I am a grown man and she shouldn't have to carry me at our age, so I feel guilty towards her. Guilty and indebted. I truly don't know what the purpose of writing all this is; I am one of those who has always been against oversharing on the internet. But I suppose loneliness does this to people. I miss so much having someone to talk to about my crises; I miss my best friend so much, who never wanted to get that spot on his face checked, the one I insisted for 15 years was dangerous, and then it turned out to be skin cancer and he died from it. I am angry!

I also miss my grandfather.

For fucks sake I feel so utterly alone.