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cleiabitria · 2 minutes ago
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It’s not a phase, mom.
New playlist for all the e\m/o kids out there!
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thiscactusisacannibal · 16 minutes ago
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Listening to my michael myers playlist while I draw michael myers <333
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crimsonpunk · 20 minutes ago
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Sharing the playlist I made for Apollo 🌻🧡☀️💛😊
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queerymiracle · 49 minutes ago
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don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't cry don't
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methia · 56 minutes ago
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new playlists 4 more characters x) + im updating the other ones regularly
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1oXX44P9OaFchn8ZPUWl6U?si=EjoagOAATOCzjshTG9JT8Q emily dyer (36m)
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/22xqDDMEtddzlVGVuR9Obz?si=7XmOjX--TDS0LUcdymamTA fiona gilman (1h0m)
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/07rbqaJdwzDqBWpCbasucj?si=l49ADGUoS0yj3Lze1CuhHw mary (1h15m)
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nurlublogs · an hour ago
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ne içimdeki sokaklara sığabildim.
ne de dışarıdaki dünyaya..
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holleygolightly · an hour ago
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Fear tasted like blood, and you realized it the first time you bit your tongue hard enough to feel it. It happened often, whenever you came across those who you were warned against, and you were warned against everyone. Your brother would tell you that to venture outside the walls of the palace you grew up in was to put your life at risk, and he told you this with his hand wrapped in an iron grip around your wrist, bones delicate enough that he could shatter it if he wished. You found bruises forming a bracelet around your arm where he grabbed you. Your mother would tuck your hair back behind your ear and call you the prettiest girl she’d ever seen while your father would kiss your hand and call you his princess. You remembered he would bow to you whenever you entered a room, and he’d smile at you each time. You used to giggle and dance around halls whenever you managed to slip away from guards, but they always find you. Highness, you should stay in your room. You wore the most beautiful dresses, fine silk that billowed behind you as you ran from nothing and everything, and when you were fifteen years old, a crown was placed upon your head for the first time. Athein was ready to accept you as their princess, but your brother was never ready to let you accept them as your people. So you grew up in isolation, and empty rooms became your solace. Loneliness was not something you ever realized you felt, thanks to the fact that you never knew anything but. Fear, though. Fear would come whenever you saw your brother, and you knew that he would only try harder to keep you shut away. You used to silently rage against it, swear that you would do whatever it took to get out. And then you were locked behind a room one night. You never quite forgot what fear tasted like, but this was true terror.
Control tasted like suspicion and confusion, and you felt it prick your fingers every time you looked at the one who took everything from you. Helpless was what you were, what you had always been. By the time your palace, your land, your family, was taken away from you, ripped out of your hands with a single swipe of the sword Christos kept by his side at all times, you had resigned yourself to a fate of staring at the same walls every single day. When he arrived, breaking down the door your brother thought would protect you, standing in the open space covered in blood and dirt, helpless had taken on a new meaning. Turning yourself over to him for the sake of the people you loved so dearly was nothing if not heart-wrenching, and if you hadn’t fallen in love with him, you might have prided yourself on the way you resisted every single word he said to you in the beginning. But then you did fall in love with him, and you allowed yourself to. It was not like the songs, sweet melodies of finding a new life in the arms of your beloved. It was like being held underwater and struggling to breathe. Like needles stabbing at your skin every time he touched you. The night you kissed him for the first time, you cried yourself to sleep and didn’t leave your room for two days. You could feel your mind unraveling, the way you ached to use the knife he had given you the very first time you met, how each time you shut the door behind you, you wished he would wrench it open and claw the breath right out of your lungs. You spent your life hidden away, locked in rooms and warned against exit spots, and you always thought you wanted to escape, but you never thought you would long to be possessed until you discovered what it felt like to be worshipped.
Love tasted like grief, and you forgot what the sensation felt like every time you died. You barely remember how it happened. A curse was not something to trifle with, your mother would tell you as much. But your mother had been dead for some time now, taken away from you by the same man you had fallen in love with, and you knew you were doomed to spend eternity fighting for the chance to be with him. Memories were stolen from you time and time again, and each time you died, you had to start all over. The pain of it had left an imprint on your soul, wearing you down more and more each time you opened your eyes for the next first time. You began a new life every few years and you knew you would never stop because that would mean losing the last person in the entire universe that could ever be equal to you. You thought love was meant to build a person up, not break them down until their bones had been ground to dust. Sometimes, when you were met with the end of your life and staring down the next one, you remembered the first time you met. How you had trembled like a leaf, how you had been desperate to cover your skin, how he had barely flinched in the face of your grief. How he gave you the chance to defend yourself for the first time in your life but never looked over his shoulder on his way out of the room. Even with a knife in your hand, he never thought you would use it. You’d use it too many times. You would never stop using it if it meant being able to see him again. Die with him and start anew, cursed to repeat the same cycle until the end of time, or part ways forever and die for good, never to wake up again. No more memories to forget, no more feelings of confusion when you saw him and realized you knew him from somewhere. The choice was easy. You never had peace in your life, so you didn’t regret it when you chose chaos.
REVENANT || SIDE A // SIDE B || @oflysithea​
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floral-and-wild · an hour ago
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My Dark Academia Playlists on Spotify
 “Dark Academia” Playlist - I added songs that reminded me of Dark Acaemia!
“I am no bird, and no bird ensnares me”-Playlist with slower songs
the “If I feel one more emotion I’m gonna snap”-Playlist (an “angry dark academia” playlist)
the “If dreams cannot come true, then why not pretend” playlist with instrumental songs
“the red leaves of autumn” - a Dark Academia and Autumn inspired playlist
The Playlists will regularly be updated with new songs!
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marble-seafoam · an hour ago
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I finally did it. I made a Red Team road trip spotify playlist
Sarge is stuff like Bob Seger, Jim Croce, Johnny Rivers. Old man shit
Lopez is anything in Spanish
Donut has Britney Spears, Katy Perry, etc
Simmons is disgusting teenager angst shit, like MCR and Twenty One Pilots
and Grif is very pointed love songs and slow beat, idly frustrated things that I think vibes with him
If you ever want that warthog drive experience, here’s what I hc Red Team’s playlist sounds like!
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/30CxyjZkuIAQFxGttW5aYC?si=P_m9uHdgTn-B9hIj815KHw
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theshydyke · an hour ago
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playlist masterlist
let spring inside you - a season of grief. a season of beginning. let spring happen to you. filled with melancholic acoustic reflections from adrienne lenker to laura marling
warm winter sun - deep winter sunsets that turn your bedroom orange. filled with songs from the rolling stones to shuggie otis.
to my lesbian lover - for deep lesbian longing. from fleetwood mac to caroline rose this playlist is powerfully lesbian
yes, the summer refuses to end - for when the summer seems endless, you'll carry on feeling this way forever. light and fruity vibes from khruangbin to U.S Girls
temporarily here - for the times in between, places, people, phases in your life. on the road. crashing on a friends sofa. moving across country. it's all temporary but it's yours. melodic musings from perfume genius to moses sumney
you invented romance - do all lovers feel like they're inventing something? if you feel that this playlist is for you. powerful songs from nina simone to sam cooke
blue baby blue - a love letter as a playlist. she likes the colour blue and now you see the world in shades of blue. From angel olsen to brittany howard
constantly shapeshifting - you are a constantly changing thing. listen when you need to move. need to change. need to remind yourself you are not a stagnant thing. from sevdaliza to kelsey lu
new beginnings - you are at the beginning of something new. soft music from st. south to joni mitchell
burnt matches and candle wax - listen to over a candle lit dinner. company can be you, a candle and an open window. this is all you need. the smoothest of songs from duke ellington to dorothy ashby
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prosouthmind · an hour ago
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ASYS, Kaspar - Injection (Southmind Edit) https://youtu.be/72Q2qX1YJxY @asysofficial #southmind #technolovers #techhouselovers #technorave #technofamily #technolove #techno #festival #techhouse #playlist #clubremix #clubcharts #ibiza #technomusic #beatport #soundcloud #spotifyplaylist #trexourse #technobible #mixmag #djmagofficial #fritzfm #radioenergy #sunshinelive #radiojamfm #radiortl #1live https://www.instagram.com/p/CNf7uvuCMf1/?igshid=2idz1gd8tn04
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youtream · an hour ago
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24kGoldn - 3, 2, 1
Song: 24kGoldn - 3, 2, 1 Album: El Dorado Artists: 24kGoldn, Stream Link: 24kGoldn - 3, 2, 1
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prosouthmind · an hour ago
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Bryan Kearney, Plumb - All Over Again (Southmind Edit) https://youtu.be/x0IJ_95CIdw #technolovers #southmind #techhouselovers #clubremix #techno #technofestival #technofamily #technolove #playlist #clubcharts #ibiza #technomusic #spotify #technobible #djmagofficial #traxsource #mixmag #beatport #soundcloud #ibizaglobalradio #fritzfm #radioenergy #sunshinelive #radiojamfm #radiortl #1live https://www.instagram.com/p/CNf6q-Gqu_G/?igshid=t6qzynfivuta
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orderly--chaotic · an hour ago
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Dark Academia Playlists I've made!
and so icarus fell: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0nQrvTTi2jh5yo4aysQiGw?si=HcYRw0imQH6730R3ubHBdQ&utm_source=copy-link
white noise as you read: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3uGbX43mYo6s624xInCerX?si=rmFPDi0ATMOIjK9JGagmfg&utm_source=copy-link
well here's the link to my Spotify itself because most of my playlists are dark academia themed! https://open.spotify.com/user/shrey_baveja?si=qZTZDzyYSRG6Nlsj_pH4iQ&utm_source=copy-link
feel free to add rb and add your own!
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youtream · an hour ago
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Young Dolph, Key Glock - Buddy Love
Song: Young Dolph, Key Glock - Buddy Love Album: Dum and Dummer 2 Artists: Young Dolph, Key Glock, Stream Link: Young Dolph, Key Glock - Buddy Love
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sector712 · an hour ago
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The cult collective starts now. Daisaku has finally opened his shop on Etsy to bring a different demographic of people with personal style to drive the world of fashion forward. He further more wants to destroy the face of fashion with a new way of styling called self entitlement.
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eastofthesuns · 2 hours ago
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will you swear to be my friend forever and ever?
a mix for anne.
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ahead by a century the tragically hip | talking to the moon - bruno mars | hypocrates - marina | cellophane - fka twigs | postcard - troye sivan | society - alice phoebe lou | my outside - alice phoebe lou | witches - alice phoebe lou | my outside - alice phoebe lou | liability (reprise) - lorde | catch the wind - donovan |
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heungmins · 2 hours ago
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hellshills · 2 hours ago
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And god no
Of course I don't wanna feel better
Can you fucking imagine
No one's ever gonna love me like that again
I don't wanna get over it
I wanna rip the stars to shreds
I don't wanna feel better
I mean of course it hurt
Of course it fucking hurt
It hurt like nothing in the world sometimes
And I was super scared
And we were all a train wreck but also somehow making it
I think I might've died there twice
And I would do it all again
Side note
I make playlists if anyone is interested in that?
I know I post a lot of songs from spotify so I thought I'd put that out there. Let me know and I'll share some or honestly I love making them if you have a theme you want me to try to make a playlist for that I don't already have I could do that too.
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