just ordered "hold still" with a gift card i got from donating blood. it doesn't get much better than this
i picked up "watch over me" by nina lacour today after having it on my desk for almost a month now because i was afraid it wouldn't make me feel as much as "we are okay" did. and oh boy was i wrong. i don't know how she does it, but she just gets the loneliness i experience so often
i don't have any idea if it's true, but it feels like the album version of caramel is faster than the single version
this is so gorgeous
I drew Ruby in Arcane's art style because I miss RWBY and Arcane ðŸ˜
being friends with other metalheads is weird af. couple weeks ago i told a friend from uni that i found a symphonic deathcore cover of vivaldi's "winter" (which is quite a sentence for itself imo) and I doubted that they (or anyone I knew, really) had heard of it. and then, without hesitation, they grab their phone, begin to scroll frantically and show me the exact song in their library.
there really isn't anything that hits quite as hard as hearing the singer of the band that helped you through some of your worst years sing "it's okay to cry" from the top of his lungs. like technically i know. i don't know how many songs of yours made me cry already. but hearing you say it made me feel something i haven't felt in a long time
metalcore mixed with 80s synthesisers is the BEST genre of music. no i won't accept constructive criticism
i really really wouldn't say i like my voice, but today i recorded some lines for a song idea i had and i kept the file instead of deleting it instantly. so that's a win i guess
i took a photo of the moon while she was watching over me as i wrote a lab report tonight
sometimes i feel like a black hole
swallowing even pure light
disintegrating each and every thing whole
so i stay away, i keep the distance
afraid there's no end to this night
i'm alone in my universe
wondering when this ends
or if it just gets worse
she/her, 21y/o | including, but not limited to: poetry and shitposting, as well as the struggles and joys of being a wannabe author
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