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WIT☾HJ∀MS VI || △ || 3(3) cold beats u can levitate to. [spotify]

☿ tsar b GOLDDIGGER // björk COME TO ME // zebra katz PULLA STUNT // ritual ft. delilah TOO DEEP // marian hill ft. dounia TAKE A NUMBER // herizen COME OVER TO MY HOUSE (LUNICE REMIX) // stalgia NOMAD // matilda eyre THE CALLING // dreezy ft. kash doll CHANEL SLIDES // purity ring ft. young magic GRANDLOVES // normani ft. 6lack WAVES // au/ra GHOST // ouri ft. odile myrtil LEFT ME // milk & bone TRUST // zola jesus TAIGA // denny white SWEETNESS // so below BONE // ayia WATER PLANT // hana CHIMERA // mxms AFTER NIGHT // active child PLAYING HOUSE // helena deland TAKE IT ALL // a p o l l o TOUGH // chinah GIVE ME LIFE // princess nokia G.O.A.T. // mj cole ft. freya ridings WAKING UP // haywyre NEVER COUNT ON ME ☿

you: wh

me, briskly removing my shoes and shaking fragments of rubble out of them: One Direction is perhaps the first band to exist entirely within the Panopticon, from the very beginning, and yet even that was not enough for us. Can you imagine how difficult it would become to hold onto a “self” when what people want most from you are the moments of your life that specifically are NOT FOR THEM? It wasn’t just what they DID, we wanted to know what they FELT, constantly. We demanded to know but we did not want to be TOLD. The knowledge could only be “authentic” if it was not meant for us

you: why are you in my house

me, climbing into your bed and pulling your blankets up to my chin: The endless “documentaries,” the social media – we had an unprecedented, and unprecedentedly intimate, degree of access to these people, and still what we valued most were secrets and accidents. What we wanted was their interiority, and when we could not have that we invented it. Wouldn’t you resent having to constantly be GRATEFUL for that grasping, rapacious love? I would

you: are you crying?

thor: loki keeps stabbing me :(

loki: thor never stabs me back when i stab him :(