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#turn your headphones up
hi!!! my name is gray and i just released my first album! it's called mudlot. the genre is all over the place and i can't name it but there's grainy overdriven guitar, melancholy synths, heavy car seat headrest influence and a tboy singing out of his vocal range. it's terrible and i hate it and it's my proudest accomplishment and it would mean a lot to me if you checked it out. 
UPDATE!! MUDLOT IS OUT EVERYWHERE!!  i will love you so much if you take the time to listen to it :3 thanks !
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shoutout to all my fellow 4th Unenjoyers who curl up in a corner with earbuds/headphones blasting music or videos to drown out the Noise <3 i hope the night passes Quickly for yall <3
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ted lasso 3.12 ending (tedbecca's version) 💜 [inspired by this iconic gifset by eddievedders]
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bryndeavour · 5 months
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j-esbian · 1 month
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why are people so weird about silence
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buginateacup · 1 year
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The only thing I better see next week is Isaac attempting increasingly sillier and more outlandish ways to let Colin know he supports and loves his best friend only for them to fail in the most lighthearted and slapstick of ways
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isfjmel-phleg · 9 months
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It is one of the days when the desire for my own private office with four walls and a door is extremely strong.
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shrimpscrawling · 2 years
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Gerard way once said: Turn my headphones up real loud.
And he was right: I do, turn my headphones up real loud. Frequently.
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andromedasummer · 11 months
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god i wish i was funny
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steeltwigz · 4 months
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See a viscera playlist: Yahoo! Songs about tearing apart!
[Open the playlist. Underwhelming pop music about giving away your body in the name of love. Close playlist.]
#i want songs about teeth and claws and bass and drums and screaming!!!!!#i dont remember how that meme goes. uhm. its like#[see body horror playlist]: but is it about gore and teeth or is it about obsession?#[playlist maker]: its a body horror playlist#[opens the playlist. its about obsession]#NOOOOO. i want playlists about werewolves and bones cracking and blood spilling! not these soft rock painfully underwhelming barely comprehe#nsible songs about giving yourself away to your crush. GRRRRRAGH. i want a song where you turn into a giant bug! where you get turned into#an arcade cabinet! a song that describes the pain and horror of a werewolves first transformation!!!!! monster music!!!!!!!!!!#sad boy soft rock about how your crush cannibalizes you is sooo. Underwhelminggggg it hurts. we Get It. you want to be consumed by love or#whatever. WHO CARES. 100 werewolf transformation spell !!!#i want heavy metal ballads about how you become something undecipherable! not how you're soooooo softcore depressed little special guy :((((#you have a crush? thats cool. i have eight legs and twelve eyes and claws that can cut through steel and three rows of teeth.#i didnt click on jt cuz my headphones died but what the fuck is meatcore also. that showed up in my scrollbar. yall will out anything in#front of -core and think it means anything.#'im sooo body horror visceral meatcore! [listens exclusively to mother mother and those stupid playlists that are always titled like.#soft boy rage.]'#KILLING KILLING KILLING KILLING#sorry#no offense but your music taste is so under stimulating i kind of. want to tear my eyes out. is that meat viscera gorecoded boy rage enough
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roti · 9 months
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Into the Endless Night by Parannoul
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oatbugs · 8 months
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WARNING: The penalty for trespassing on the railway is £1000.
#here is the story of two researchers and one 0 on the truth table. here is how you almost tied up my arm in a belt#because you lost your tourniquet and neither of you could find my veins. did it feel good to get it off your chest#did it feel cathartic to talk about sin? in a room full of policymakers and experts i shook hands with a theoretical#physicist creating breathing metal. we talked about annual ruination. there is a boy in gold earrings#and two strangers growing a fake hologram with their minds. you discover you like wine and that you are#perhaps only a little bit cutthroat. here is a teapot full of tequila and a glance a curling of the lips that renders you [0]#first on the index and quickly overlooked. you want to be loved? here is the difficult bit. girl teaches you how to speak mandarin. still#too drunk to find your veins but here i want to be loved anyway. in a shocking turn of events the thing that keeps me alive#projected through my lovers noise cancelling headphones causes a slow peak in the 10 millisecond span i process#falling lights and yet increases accuracy to almost 87.5%. is it magic or are you just discussing your downfall?#the truth is have no skill or qualification to my name. i want you to listen to me. he said you will be a king. he said if a bomb#fell on this room everything that matters would be over. YOU WANNA LEARN ABOUT LOVE YOU SELFISH FUCKER? YOU SHOULD HAVE CHOSEN ME#WHEN YOU WERE 15. THE LOVE IS GONE IF YOU HAVE TO ASK IT. hes the alaskan#WHEN YOU WERE 15. THE LOVE IS GONE IF YOU HAVE TO ASK IT. i am the alaskan malmute under the dinner table begging for scraps#in a place im not supposed to be. in the field it was me with the drumsticks her (the world piano champion and the researcher and the#the machine gun) with the 巴乌 him with the guitar this is outside of london this is the ex presidents ex advisor telling you to give up#this is your brain and this is the day after doom. this is her washing the EEG conductive gel out of your hair in the restaurant bathroom#this is the skill to possess guilt without carrying shame.
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fantabulisticity · 5 months
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Waiting in the airport for 2 hours and someone is fucking C R U N C H I N G behind me and I am going to DIE
#it's okay i got my headphones out. and they're crunching semi-quietly but like. doing it SO SLOWLY so the sound takes as much time as...#...possible and they do it with their whole ass mouth OPEN so it fucking ECHOES in there and i can hear EVERYTHING#i fucking HATE it#but like. bro. if you're going to eat something crunchy in a place like an airport gate where I LITERALLT CANNOT FUCKING LEAVE#PLEASE PLEASE PLEAAE PLEASE PLEASE DO IT WITH YOUR GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKING MOUTH CLOSED#AND DO IT AWAY FEOM ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#personal#misophonia#food#eating#okay nvm it's NOT okay bc between songs i can hear them SMACKING THEIR WHOLE FUCKING MOUTH WETLY IN THE OPENEST WAY POSSIBLE#STOOOOOOOOOOOP MAKING LOUD ASS WET ASS FUCKING EATING NOISES IN CLOSED SPACES WHERE PEOPLE CAN'T LEAVE. DON'T FUCKING DO IT. LEAVE ME THE..#...FUCK ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#when i eat around people i do it motherfucking QUIETLY and with my mouth MOTHERFUCKING CLOSED THE WHOLE TIME. YOU DON'T NEED TO OPEN IT...#...ALL THE DAMN TIME. JUST LEAVE IT FUCKING MOTHERFUCKING CLOSED YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE LEAVE ME ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE#and now someone is coughing/clearing their throat every 60 seconds. i'm in hell.#WHY CAN'T I JUST SIT HERE IN PEACE.#he just did it again.#into his hand.#okay edit -- i found a table away from those guys and turned my music up as much as i can without hurting my ears#well. not acutely hurting my ears but like. definitely not good for my hearing. just not like. actively painful.
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liebelesbe · 2 years
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fighting for my life trying to find headphones that
1. I can plug into my phone
2. are in-ear
3. fit into my tiny ears
4. don't cost more than 30€ (which is already fucking expensive)
5. don't have that weird squishy thing on them because those never stay in my ears
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rosicheeks · 2 years
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i wish we were roomies, i hate having people over so you can paint in the living room every night if you want! i’ll make sure you stay hydrated and bring you tons of snackies too :3
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Omg pls pls pls pls this is my DREAM 🥺
#stop I’m literally going to start crying cause I want this SO BADLY#idk if you mean it platonically and we can just be friends cause that does sound absolutely lovely#or or or#what I’m kinda dreaming of having a little lovey dovey thing with my roomie 🥺#like what if we are just friends at first#but then after time we slowly start to fall for each other#ok ok ok so many scenarios are running through my head right now hahahaha#but for painting#that sounds absolutely amazing#I want to just be chilling out in the living room and playing music or a movie#and then you come out and bring me water and some fruit and tell me to stay hydrated#and then when I’m finally done with my painting I’ll excitedly yell/sing your name while I try and find you#maybe you’ll be playing a video game and have your headphones on so you don’t hear me#so when I finally find you I sneak over to you and if it’s a game you can’t pause I’ll sit behind you and watch while you finish your game#or if it’s a pausable game I’ll tap on your shoulder and maybe even kiss your cheek#‘uhm hi hi hi sorry to bother you but uhhhhhm my painting is done 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 do you want to see?’#and then I’ll hold your hand and bring you over to my paint area#I’ll look up at you while you’re inspecting the painting#*sigh* ‘sorry rosie……. this painting……….. is fucking amazing!’ you’ll tease me at first and maybe pretend you don’t like it so i go 😔#and then when you turn it around i instantly smile and look up at you like really?? 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰#after I give you a small thank you I quickly grab a little bit of leftover paint on the table and put it on your nose *boooooop*#I laugh and smirk at you and before you can react I quickly run away and hide before you can catch and punish me#ughhhhhhhhh#I don’t even need a lovey dovey situation. just having a place I can comfortably paint sounds like a dream#it’s sad but if anyone actually lived near me and I *somewhat* knew them…. and they had space and wanted a roomie??? I would move in#I know stranger danger and I would probably end up dead but like…….#do I care? ehhhhhhhhhh 50/50 hahah#hopefully they kill me in an interesting way at least hahahahah man I’m so morbid I’m sorry#but seriously thank you cutie! this ask is so fucking cute and helped me get out of my funk#🐝 anon
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fmhobeus · 1 month
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so, nerdy loser college boy choso *sighs* *opens legs*
a/n: just so you know, this man is gonna make you do all the hard work for a piece of that loser boy dick 😮‍💨 so... um so at some point around 2000 words in i realised this is way more than a hc post :3 eat it up if you will!
nerdy!choso who borderline has no friends except his gaming buddies who doesnt meet irl like ever. he doesnt like going to classes, especially this one. he doesnt need it but it's a requirement for all first years. and boy is glad it is when he sees you come in.
nerdy!choso who only listens to discussions when you're talking. suddenly he needs to put down his headphones and nod at every word you're saying. his eyes follow every gesture of your hand, every sway of your ass, every single time you fix your hair.
nerdy!choso who is starting to get a bit enamored with you, your style, your way of speaking. he loses track of time gawking at you in class from the last benches as you prettily do all the work in the class. he hates how beautifully your hair falls on your face, how nicely your clothes fit you despite being pretty modest for college. he hates how he can see the silhouette of your tits when you turn to the side. but he's too much of a gentleman to keep looking.
nerdy!choso who ends a game early when he remembers you, lying and saying that he had promised someone to meet them somewhere. the place is his bathroom and the person was you. god, you really shouldn't wear those tight jeans to class y'know? how will he continue to be a gentleman if you do?
nerdy!choso who despises groupwork but prays to dear god this class has some reason to pair you two together. he's getting so desperate to talk to you knowing damn well he too pussy to do it on his own. and the lord answers his prayers, the teacher assigns groups of three for a presentation. it's you, him and some slacking trust fund baby.
nerdy!choso who is about to combust and have a full blown panic attack when he sees you approach him after class with that smile on your face that would make the angels swoon. you're going on about distributing the work equally and what not while he is trying his fucking hardest to not accidently make eye contact with you and piss his pants : (
nerdy!choso who now has your name, your number and your email and he feels like the happiest man on earth. his hands are literally shaking as he responds to your request to call. he's overthinking every word he types.
choso: yeah i can do wednesday. choso: i'll be okay with whatever day you want.
nerdy!choso who hops on video call and short circuits with a view of you in an oversized band tee and a brief view of your room. why did you have to be this pretty? why did you have to video call him when you couldve done the work on text? why did you have to put your hair up like that? why oh why did you have you say "choso? hey, you there?" so seductively to bring him back to the present?
nerdy!choso who gets like no work done in a 30 minute call which felt like three hours. he knew he would hardly be paying attention so decided to record the call with your consent, saying he'd need the notes you were typing out on screen only to play it back and stroke his dick to you for what might've have been the twentieth time this week. his strokes only getting faster as you say his name in that voice he imagines sounds way better moaning and screaming it instead.
nerdy!choso who, after the presentation, is on greeting terms with you when he sees you studying in the library. he sits as far away from you as he can while still being able to see you. occupying the coziest corner of the library to stare at you study right when you come up to him.
"can i join you, choso? i'm all alone and your space seems comfy" you say with a smile, "of course, i dont mean to disturb you, is saw you were on your own too, so..."
uh oh, uh oh, uh oh. god no. please no. please dont say yes. please dont be staring at her like some dumb idiot (too late) please.
"uh... yeah sure why not?" he awkwardly says as he makes room for you to keep your things. he was such an idiot for thinking he could say no to your pretty face in the first place.
nerdy!choso who is absolutely drunk on your scent. it feels way better than any alcohol he's ever had. he feels like an animal in heat when he smells your sugary perfume mixed with the styrofoam-y air conditioned smell of the library. you're gonna kill him, yknow? how is he supposed to respond to this? what is one to do when their stupid college crush sits next to them? he gives you a half smile before furiously typing away on reddit, the only place with answers for losers like him.
nerdy!choso whose hands. oh his hands. (can be i a big whore for a second?) his long hands that feel like they're the size of your face. his kempt, beautiful and trimmed nails. his lengthy fingers that seem to yearn for something more to foddle with than just the keyboard or controller. he typed as such an insane pace it made your pussy ache. he was going so fast, jesus. those hands were meant to do more than just ask "how to talk to girls" on reddit.
nerdy!choso who (on the advice of reddit) asks if you would want him to order something for you. you tell you had a frappuccino not too long ago and that it was quite sweet and filling. and he hates himself for thinking that he could give you something much sweeter and filling than that like a horny fourteen year old.
nerdy!choso who is now determined to not come off as a creep so he does his work with the focus of four adderalls. he is typing as fast as his heartbeat, not realising he got two classes worth of work done in just an hour. he looks over at you, blissfully unaware of the absolute war in his mind.
nerdy!choso who feels as though if he doesn't muster up the courage to ask you out right then and there, he'll probably be the biggest loser on the planet. (as if he wasn't already)
nerdy! pathetic! choso who stutters a million times and barely gets the job done then too. his eyes are scanning your entire being (trying his best to not gawk at your tits) for any sign of discomfort.
"so- uhh so ummm... wo-would you, like, uh... like to do this again? sometime?... i got a.. a lot of work done today, so.."
oh heavens, the sheer nervousness in his tone makes you want to pull his pants down and show him how to really get work done.
you agree with a smile, even suggesting a better, more ambient (more romantic) cafe to study in. choso's heart is about to burst and flood the fucking library with his blood the way it is beating at an alarming rate.
"umm yeah uh 5 sounds... awesome... i hope it isn't a-a bother to you?" "no way, choso. i loved today," you offer him a smile as you gather your things, "i really like your hair, by the way" "i like your hair too, y-y-you smell very nice", he gulps.
fuck. why did he say that? what? you smell nice? who says that? is he like ten? you can't help but giggle at the sheer embarassment on his face.
he feels as though he's gonna melt into a puddle and turn to stone and throw up all at the same time.
nerdy!choso who is the most stupidly hot guy you've ever met, you think as you go giggling back to your dorm. mental note: pick a skimpy outfit for 5pm ;)
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