A song by Elliott Smith not so much about unrequited love, but about being loved by someone who loves you, but knowing they’re only in love with who they think you are. And that you can only ever fail them and hurt them. Even though you love them so truly that you don’t want to hurt them, even if that means you cannot be with them. But you still hurt them, just by being what you are, and by being lucky/unlucky enough to know them, and you’re hurt too. Maybe more deeply than you can handle. And all this you keep to yourself, because how could you ever tell them? How could you ever let them know who you really are?
Elliott Smith rarely played Pitseleh in concert, often dismissing it as too much of a “lyrics based song” when it was requested, though some have speculated that it was a rare example of a song too special or personal for him to be performed like his others.
1. There were a pack of Pitsen at the dog park.
2. Despite common misconception of their ferocity, Pitsen are some of the most loving, loyal dogs with an amazing temperament.
3. I love my Pitsen very much.
The frozen state of underarm sweat. Most likely caused by summer temperatures and humidityfollowed by lunch in a Chipotle.
The 115 degree temperature, excessive coffee and laughing lead to pitting out, after which I entered a Chipotle and my pitstains were turned into pitsicles. After leaving the Chipotle, which was maintained at an arctic 34 degrees, my pitsicles were once again pitstains.