two of them
please bring back 2014 indie pop (i could care less that a few of these songs were pre or post the 2014 era if the song fits it fits)
cecelia and the satellite by andrew mcmahon in the wilderness
i wanna get better by bleachers
cigarette daydreams by cage the elephant
ways to go by grouplove
girls by the 1975
miracle mile by cold war kids
take a walk by passion pit
little talks by of monsters and men
tongue tied by grouplove
midnight city by m83
undercover martyn by two door cinema club
i can talk by two door cinema club
young blood by the naked and famous
kids by mgmt
1901 by phoenix
young folks by peter bjorn and john
daylight by matt & kim
animal by neon trees
stolen dance by milky chance
out of my league by fitz and the tantrums
talk too much by coin
greek tragedy by the wombats
chocolate by the 1975
anna sun by walk the moon
everybody talks by neon trees
what you know by two door cinema club
dancing on glass by st lucia
FEEL FREE TO READ THE PART AT THE TOP WHERE I SAY ITS NOT ALL FROM 2014 THANKS!
been working on my avi and i fear i may have cooked
Good god I want to cease existence within the next 3 minutes and 42 seconds.
Had a shocking revelation last night, maybe this insight will help somebody else. I don't know how to ask for what I want. It seems so silly and ridiculous in my head, just use your words just ask for what you want. I think it's been so beaten into me time and time again that what I want comes second to everybody else in my life. The world has often required me to be stronger than I am, and to make up for it I tell myself I don't need or want anything. To want is to burden another person with the expectation of fulfilling that want, and that's selfish and wrong no matter how small of a task it is. But maybe I'm past the point of needing to be strong. I think I might be the only one still fighting, and at this point I'm only fighting myself. I need to start asking for what I want, and trusting the people around me to fulfill that desire.
I’m gonna get him pregnant
thinking about edvard munch's "The Sun" (1911)
like yeah thats how it feels. thats what it feels like to exist sometimes. he gets it
I think one of the Worst Things about wanting to find period clothing from other cultures, is trying to find fucking casual/work clothes. Like no, I do not want to see all these fancy intricate kimonos, I want to see jinbei, and field work outfits so I don't put a damn obi on this poor boy so he has a belt to hang his knife from.
i am worthy of love despite my flaws
Part IV
tightness around their eyes
pinched mouth
sour expression on their face
crossed arms
snorting angrily
turning their eyes upward
shaking their head
fast breathing
chest heaving
trembling of their hands
weak knees, giving in
tears flowing down their face uncontrollably
laughing while crying
not being able to stand still
tension leaving their body
shoulders dropping
standing still
opening mouth
slack jaw
not being able to speak correctly
slowed down breathing
wide eyes open
softening their gaze
staring unabashingly
vacant stare
looking down
turning their head away
cannot look at another person
putting their head into their hands
shaking their head
blushing
looking down
nervous smile
sharp intake of breath
quickening of breath
blinking rapidly
breaking eye contact
trying to busy their hands
playing with their hair
fidgeting with their fingers
opening mouth without speaking
Part I + Part II + Part III
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