I’m Only F**king Myself

Gudkoff

I felt in love with this album

Ryan1Nunez

This album feels like Lola Young at her most fearless and fully realized. I’m Only F**king Myself is raw, funny, bruised, and brutally honest — the kind of record that sounds like it was made because it had to be. She leans into messy emotions, self-sabotage, desire, and regret without trying to soften the edges, and that’s exactly what makes it hit so hard. Her voice is the emotional engine here; gritty, soulful, and packed with personality and the songwriting feels diaristic in the best way. There’s humor woven into the heartbreak, confidence tangled with vulnerability, and a sense that Lola knows exactly who she is, even when she’s admitting she doesn’t have it all together. What really elevates the album is how authentic it feels. Nothing sounds forced or polished for the sake of trends; it’s imperfect, lived-in, and deeply human. From start to finish, it holds your attention and leaves a strong emotional impression. I’m Only F**king Myself is bold, cathartic, and incredibly replayable. The kind of album that makes you feel seen while reminding you why being honest in music still matters.

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rollingstone