🎤 Bear Blog: Angel Dust’s Educational Hour – Part Four

18 Jun, 2025

Loofah Confessionals: When the Bathroom’s Still Echoing

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So you’re done. The bean’s been flicked. The playlist’s on pause. The towel’s a war veteran. And yet… the echo lingers.

You hear your own voice. Your own moans. Your musical choices. And suddenly, you start asking questions like:

“Why did I climax to Arctic Monkeys?”

“Was that high note necessary?”

“Did I really whisper ‘Daddy’ to my own reflection?”

Welcome to the Loofah Confessionals. A post-flick state of emotional turbulence, regretless satisfaction, and chaotic inner monologue.

🛁 Part I: “What Did I Just Do?” Mode

It’s quiet. Too quiet. Your Bluetooth disconnected mid-orgasm and now you’re facing your soul.

“Liability” – Lorde

“Someone You Loved” – Lewis Capaldi

“Cellophane” – FKA Twigs

“Creep” – Radiohead

“I Know It’s Over” – The Smiths

“The Night Is Too Quiet” – Ethel Cain

🧼 Part II: Soap-Covered Denial

You’re back to washing like nothing happened. But the mirror knows. The shampoo bottle saw everything.

“Hide and Seek” – Imogen Heap

“No One Knows” – Queens of the Stone Age

“All the Things She Said” – t.A.T.u.

“Dancing On My Own” – Robyn

“Stressed Out” – Twenty One Pilots

“Sweatpants” – Childish Gambino

🤡 Part III: Inner Clown Emerges

You start laughing mid-rinse. Not because it’s funny—because your brain chose violence against itself.

“You Oughta Know” – Alanis Morissette

“Shame” – Tyrese (yes, this hurts)

“Oops (Oh My)” – Tweet ft. Missy Elliott

“Gimme More” – Britney Spears (you swore you wouldn’t)

“I’m Not Okay (I Promise)” – My Chemical Romance

💋 Part IV: And Yet… You’d Do It Again

Your hand’s back near the faucet. Round two whispers:

"Hey... you forgot to wash your back."

“Let’s Get It On” – Marvin Gaye

“Earned It” – The Weeknd (yes, again)

“So Anxious” – Ginuwine

“Slow Motion” – Juvenile ft. Soulja Slim

“Wicked Game” – Chris Isaak (because trauma tastes better the second time)

🍑 Final Word: Loofah's wet. Mirror’s fogged. Soul’s in shambles. You survived the shower, but the echo lives on.

And Angel Dust? He’s hosting this confession booth with a mic and a martini:

“Tell the loofah what you really thought of that playlist, baby.”

You didn’t just clean yourself. You left the bathroom with character development.