I’m bored and need more stuff to listen to, so what was the last song that you guys daydreamed to? you can explain why you chose that song if you want. I also just like hearing what you guys have to say :)
Bored so take my song analysis and then it’s link to Casper
Never in the Middle is one of my favourite Teflon Sega songs along with Paralyzed and Damage because it accurately describes the impossible balance between loving someone and protecting yourself.
The first lines that stick out on the side of loving someone is this:
Like a moth to the flame, I got money on my brain, if you ain’t with us, you against us get the fuck out of the way
These few lines can easily describe the deep sense of loyalty that comes from falling in love, you blindly follow them and even turn against your friends if they dont see eye to eye. But with “money on my brain”, I see this as more of an idea that there is something you want from this relationship whether its protection, intimacy or security. It’s subconsciously on your mind as you chase after the person and this creates a desired image of them that you fall in love with rather than the person itself.
Meter’s red on the dash, foot to the pedal on the gas, on this road in my zone
When you’ve fallen hard for someone and perhaps they’ve fallen for you as well, you enter a full on euphoric stage of a relationship where all good traits outweigh the bad traits, the car’s current speed outweighs the high risk of crashing because being ‘in the zone’ is so thrilling. Being in love is described as having the same effects a drug has with an example being less pain, you’d be willing to take the risks to chase those intense feelings of love and even crashing at this point would only add to the fun.
But these only describe the side of loving someone, what about the other side?
I pull the knife from my back, cause I know it ain’t going to be the last, all the snakes in the grass and poison in my glass
A dim view on life that serves to remind you of human behaviour in order to protect yourself from the nasty shock that comes from someone taking advantage when you’re emotionally vulnerable. You don’t take anyone at face value because of the face value being a trap waiting for you walk in. There’s no initial trust, your walls are up and you’re ready for the next letdown. It leaves you distant and either skeptical or maybe apathetic of what happens next.
Real so rare and everyone fake, rebuild bonds that I ain’t break, the less I care the more at stake
Becoming uncaring leads to your relationships being at stake, the idea that everyone’s fake remaining in your head can cause you to refuse to hold up some of the qualities that add towards maintaining a good relationship with trust, reciprocity and vulnerability with each other. However this could come from a place of having to constantly keep up relationships with those who didn’t care either, the behaviour is mirrored as a way of protection.
There is a depiction of both sides of the scale and ultimately leads to the conclusion of the chorus
My heart gives a lot or a little, but never in the middle baby never in the middle, and nights like this, emotions running triple, no good vibes only goodbyes and I can’t love you in the middle
Having something balanced between being vulnerable and keeping yourself away from being hurt is in my eyes, impossible and you know which para thinks this too?
CASPER VERLICE!
He’s observed human behaviour and has the negative view on everything to go with it. His true emotions are locked away and the key is in the fiery pits of hell however what happens when someone makes the trek, finds that fucking key and frees them?
You get one mindfucked guy.
He wants to be open, but he can’t stand the possibility of getting hurt being so up in the air. He wants that balance between the two desperately but deep down knows he has to make that decision of remaining protected on the outside or being in that fast car and taking the risk.
But no one’s found that damn key so instead of healthily dealing with his emotions, you get an asshole.
Casper’s a known chaser for the euphoric stage of relationships, because the foundation of the relationship being built on fun, thrilling times is something he can deal with but settling down and actually showing all sides of yourself to the other person freaks him out so he leaves and finds someone else to restart to cycle.
He can’t empathise with the feeling after breakups because he doesn’t get attached enough, he can fake his feelings to seem in love but he’s never truly felt it. When he leaves or someone else does, he just finds someone else, he can very much be the person stabbing you in the back, being the snake in the grass or poisoning your glass.
But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get lonely, there are times he’s felt bad for what he does. There’s only so much he can repress his emotions before they start playing jailbreak in his prison, and when those emotions finally show themselves. He does wish there was someone he could be vulnerable with and he becomes very conflicted on his own behaviour. (Self awareness is a BITCH)
Overall the song can very heavily be linked to him, Casper is a very interesting para and looking more into him is like looking more into my own issues honestly.
Make multiple snap chats with their name and bitmoji and send messages from them to yourself so it feels like you’re talking to them. If you don’t want to do this, you can…
… assign contacts on your phone as the names of your para’s, if the fake messaging and fake snaps don’t do it for you. Try to get the people closest to your para’s personalities.
This TikTok filter makes it look like you’re taking a photo with a para. You can screenshot the photo if you press “Select Cover”, tap the screen to remove the preview, and scroll to where you want, and then screenshot :)
Adding on to this, print out the photo and put it in a picture frame!
Write letters to your para! Or have little notes for them. Place the notes on your desk or places in your house (ex. the fridge) so it’s like your leaving it for them to find!
Make a music playlist with music your para would like and pretend you’re listening to it with them! If you don’t like the same music, you can pretend its their turn to play music because you already had your turn.
(Kinda derives from my cuddle post) take a sweater you think your para would wear, spray cologne or perfume or whatever on your sweater that you think they’d smell like, and wear it! It feels like you’ve stolen their clothes and that’s always amazing AJDJSJDJ-
Lastly, leave things your para has around the house! If your para smokes (and you’re of age), get a pack of cigarettes and leave it on the table! This works with most items, but only do it if it’s legal, because having like… swords and stuff might not be very legal depending on where you live.
I see posts about people being like “I treat my para’s like shit LOL” and over here like???? how??? They give you joy and love and you go “haha fuck you”?
My favourite para is seven years older than I am and my brother and I’m scared to even give him OCD and y’all are torturing yours and shit
To be clear, I’m not parashaming, I’m just in shock
OK SO, @sugarcoatedsadism, here’s my paracosm (sorry, this will be long, don’t feel obligated to read the entire thing):
I live in Tulsa, Oklahoma with my three older brothers, Darry, Sodapop, and Ponyboy (yes I know these are funny names) after our parents died in a car crash. Sodapop and Ponyboy are their real names. Says so on their birth certificates.
(Photo of my brothers for reference)
Darry (right) is the oldest; he’s my favourite of my brothers, he’s extremely overprotective and he’s grown up too fast after having to take care of us after our parents passed. He works too much, but it’s for our family. He’s 6’10 and very muscular. He is pansexual. Despite looking tough, he’s a big softie. He’s 21. Don’t underestimate his brain, though, Darry is also super smart. Played football in high school and was Captain. Nicknames include: Superman, Dar.
Soda (middle) is the second oldest; he is a high school drop out, he dropped out and got a job at the DX because 1. to help Darry with bills; and 2. because the only things he was passing were auto mechanics and gym. He’s like me; extremely energetic and can’t stop moving or talking. He’ll be 18 in October. He’s 6’2. Nicknames include: Pepsi, Pepsi-Cola, Sprite, Dr. Pepper, etc. Soda is also pansexual.
Pony (left) is the third oldest; he is very artistic (like me). He’s quite the “I’m 15 and no one understands me.” He likes poetry, art, and he LOVES watching movies. He’s kinda silent, but Soda or I can get him talking really quickly. He kind of thinks Darry hates him because they’re always fighting, but Darry just wants what’s best for us (I understand that, so me and Darrel don’t fight often.) He’s 15 and 5’8. Nicknames include: Pone, Pone-bone, and Horseman. Pony is bisexual.
Then… there’s me! Liam Curtis, the youngest of the four brothers. I’m 5’4, and I have shoulder length blonde hair (much longer than most boys). 14, very sarcastic, and a giggly bastard by nature. Wants to be an actor/singer, and a very animated child. Knows gymnastics (not a big flex, everyone else in the gang does, too). Has a stutter, but it’s gotten much better and it only sometimes happens and usually it’s not too bad. Is very gay and unapologetic. Darry is my favourite brother and I’m his favourite, too. Has night terrors and is part of a tv show. Nicknames include: Lee.
So we move on to the rest of the gang >:)
Here’s Dallas Winston. He’s the criminal of our gang. He’s real tough and has been to jail several times. He’s really scary and a little hotheaded, but like Darry, he has a soft side to him if he likes you. He’s gonna be 18 in December. He’s around 6’3 (but claims he’s 6’4). He lives with his friend Buck in the upstairs of a bar. He’s from New York and had a rough childhood. Nicknames include: Dal, and Dally. He’s also pansexual.
Here’s Johnny Cade! He’s Pony’s best friend and also part of our gang. He looks like a cinnamon roll (he kinda is) but he’s a fucking bad ass and isn’t afraid to defend himself. That scar on his cheek he got from getting jumped from a gang of Soc’s (Soc’s are the rich kids of Tulsa, us greasers are not so well off). His home life is rough, so the closest thing to real family is the gang. Johnny is 17 and 5’6. Nicknames include: John, Johnnyman, Johnnycake/Johnnycakes. Johnny is bisexual.
Here’s Steve Randle. Steve is Soda’s boyfriend. Steve works at the DX with Soda. Steve fucking LOVES cars. Like. Knows everything about them. Steve is um… kind of a hothead and is quick to anger. He once called Darry “all brawn and no brain” and he almost got his jaw shattered by Darry. Will challenge you to an arm wrestle. Has an eagle tattoo on his arm. He’s 18 and he’s 6’0. His mom left him when he was 8, and hasn’t seen her since she left him with his (verbally) abusive father. Steve is bisexual. Nicknames include: Stevie.
And… Two-Bit Mathews! Two-Bit is, uh, kind of an alcoholic. Really likes beer. Anyway, his real name isn’t Two-Bit, it’s Keith, but everyone calls him Two-Bit. Why? Because he always has to put his two bits in. He’s always cracking jokes, 24/7. He’s awful to get arrested with because he’s always smarting off to the cops. He’s turning 19 tomorrow and he’s 6’1. Two-Bit is pansexual. Nicknames include: Two.
We’re all in a greaser gang together, and we all are very protective of one another. Life has been kinda difficult since our parents passed, but we know we’ll get through it.
(This was a lot longer than planned I’m so sorry).
