springtime playlists!!

love comes in layers and each layer is a valid experience. or sometimes love is stored in a banana bread loaf

"i'm the main character"...sweetie you're the unreliable narrator

the inherent orpheus and eurydice vibes in the act of turning around to look at someone

music that makes me go "so true babe" after every line

playlist for august  [listen]

i. perks of being a sunflower - soft glas; ii. three thirty - reaper; iii. ivory black - oliver riot; iv. R.E.M. - ariana grande;  v. teenage bones - noirre; vi. skywards - pick patek; vii. 1997 diana - brockhampton; viii. what is love? tell me, is it easy? - hala; ix. good looks - girlyboi; x. tootimetootimetootime - the 1975; xi. waves - glibs; xii. pyramids - frank ocean.

i am an animal with you no angels could beckon me back and it's hotter than hell where i'm at

animal // troye sivan

april;

i. wild heart, bleachers; ii. don’t stop me now, queen; iii. happy without me, chloe x halle; iv. love lies, khalid & normani; v. 745, vince staples; vi. kiss the boy, keiynan lonsdale; vii. what i need, hayley kiyoko & kehlani; viii. boyish, japanese breakfast; ix. bitches broken hearts, billie eilish; x. wasted times, the weeknd +more

some melancholic moods & playlists to accompany them

it’s a honeyed, sunswept afternoon and you’re sifting through old love letters handwritten in cursive while sipping a cold cup of pomegranate tea

you’re utterly, completely alone, standing over your balcony with your eyes wide open, watching the trees sway dreamily in the chilly december wind

you’re up late and you miss your best friend more than anything, and there’s a soft dull ache in your chest that hasn’t left since yesterday

you stare out at the lazy ocean waves with a blurry, unfocused gaze, torn between wanderlust and nostalgia and the desperate urge to come home

others: we could jump the state lines, our love is god (musicals)

C.A. SCHEHERAZADE 

concept playlists;

you’re lying on mossy forest floors, slowly transforming into a nymph, your fingers are turning into flower vines, your limbs are bleeding honey & growing thick skins of sepia bark, wings sprout in between your shoulder blades. your breath sounds like the wind. fireflies litter the air above you

you’re hold up in an abandoned church, outside there’s a raging storm & a horde of zombies roaming around, pressing up against the entrance doors. you & a small band of survivors are staying inside for the night in hopes to ride the bad weather out. you take first watch & listen to these tunes on an old ipod while everyone else tries to get some rest & the undead crawl outside, awaiting the taste of human flesh.

you’re in your boyfriend’s pickup. he’s asleep in the passenger seat, you’re driving without a destination in mind & you have the window down as you let the cool night air whip against your face in a state of pleasant delirium you’re on a rooftop somewhere, there’s 5 am air on your skin, streetlights glint like coins at the bottom of wishing wells from where you sit. you’re feeling peaceful for the first time all week

you’re lying in the middle of a crop circle forty miles from your grandma’s old house waiting for aliens to come and abduct you

it’s four pm in the afternoon and you’ve got your head in the lap of the only boy you’ve ever loved & you’re reading jane eyre & he’s sipping on tea & it’s the kind of weather where it’s just warm enough for you to pretend it’s summer & it’s drizzling & you’re listening to the rain beat softly against the windowpanes you’re curled up in bed as it pours outside, there’s a citywide blackout and the last candle you had left has finally blown out, but you feel strangely at peace within the warm, all-consuming dark

you’re making out in the bathroom of a house party with someone that makes you feel like you’ve swallowed the sun you’re standing amidst a city you burned to the ground. the apocalypse has come & gone. all that’s left is ashes & mortar & sad bones but you’re feeling empowered. a slow smile creeps up your lips as you realize how you’ve always wanted to watch the world burn you wander into wonderland and now you’re suddenly being crowned fairie queen, apparently there’s a prophecy waiting to be fulfilled  it’s mid morning but it’s dark outside from the rain. you thought the tapping on the window was from the rain but it’s actually a crow that flickers out of sight when you look directly at it you’re sipping on cherry cola by the pool on a lazy sunday & you’re feeling younger than you’ve ever been you’re summoning old ghosts in an abandoned parking lot on a smoggy thursday night

♡ filipuns spotify concept playlists ♡

talking to the heavens- you enter an abandoned church in the middle of the forest and you turn to the gods about your feelings like the movies- a mini soundtrack honey- for girls who like girls stuck in an 80′s la la land- you and your friends sneak into an 80’s themed party and can’t seem to leave apocalyptic madness- the youth took over when the world went mad things we do in the dark- the title speaks for itself sun’s out- summer waves pride- for my lgbts petrichor- rain is for the lonely and for those who want to be loved castings of a witch

i’m a little much for everyone

23.07.17 — ig: 01_idk

i am clawing at the light. (it learns to bleed quietly.)

excerpts from my diary, once upon a time, so did i

playlist time!!

aimlessly walking around with the person you love. the conversations never seem to end and the day seems to be absolutely perfect. you’re laughing so hard that you can feel the vibrations radiate from your chest. 

spooky themed. exploring haunted houses and solving mysteries like Nancy Drew to the Scooby gang. Nostalgia of what you remember watching when you were little in the month of October. 

my dumbass energy is OFF THE CHARTS. got myself falling for people like a DOMINO and feeling PERFECTLY fine. 

songs that made middle school me go, “AHHHHHHHHH!!!”

euphoria themed playlist that makes you want to put on that makeup and make the world your BITCH. 

playlist for july [listen]

i. way it goes - hippo campus; ii. 1999 wildfire - brockhampton; iii. eastside - benny blanco ft. khalid & halsey; iv. better - geo ft. gabriela francesca & rex mac ;  v. on melancholy hill - gorillaz; vi. gooey - glass animals; vii. malibuu - matt dimona ft. lani renaldo; viii. summertime magic - childish gambino; ix. run - coin; x. dance around the fire - why these coyotes; xi. white teeth teens - lorde; xii. swim good - frank ocean.

either a pick me up or a depression playlist and idk which one (listen here)

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braid my hair in roses and tell me they are  soft and delicate and bruised                       did you know that                       the petals of a rose                       decay too? long hair tied up in braids like girls in playgrounds who  whisper secrets and  taste of strawberry and  peach                        dark hair like that boy                       who has skin like the                        surface of the moon                       and eyes that flutter like                                                     butterflies, roses                                                     braid my hair                                                     in roses.