Dark Playlists Masterpost
(with a little extra at the end)
captured and kept: I exist. In thousands of agonies - I exist. I’m tormented on the rack - but I exist! Though I sit alone in a pillar - I exist! I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there. And there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there. (Fyodor Dostoyevsky) // #justdungeonthings
Mind Games I: I will strip away all that you know, all that you love, until you have no shelter but mine. (Leigh Bardugo) // You’re getting in their head, you play with them until they’re not sure what’s real, not even sure who they are. Until everything they can do is trust your voice, cause that’s all there is.
Mind Games II: Do you know what torture by hope is? After despair, calm sets in, but hope can drive you mad. (Akhmatova) // They have gotten into your head. You’re not sure who you are, who you were. They tell you you love them, and you should be grateful, and there is no one here to tell you that that’s a lie.
on the run: The fact that no one knows where I am is my only happiness. If only I could prolong this forever! It would be far more just than death. (Kafka) // They may have escaped, but they’re not safe yet. Who will they become, in their search for freedom?
giving up: How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me? (Leonard Cohen) // sometimes to keep fighting seems impossible, or even worse, not worth it.
sanctuary: Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? (Alain de Botton) // sometimes, home can be another person.
tiny bit of self hate: There’s something soft in me - we killed it and it’s rotting. (Cassandra de Alba) // maybe the mean voices were right, actually.
there’s pain in healing: I’ve lived too long with pain. I won’t know who I am without it (Orson Card) // old wounds fester. you gotta reopen them, clean them properly, sew yourself back up, bandage them. most importantly: you need to have enough hope for yourself to know that all of that is worth it. that you are worth it.
The Call of Revenge: I’ll do the startling thing. I’ll have the knife in my teeth. I’ll be the star. You can be the horrified one. (Alicia Ostriker) // yeah, sure, you’ve escaped, you’re save, you’re free, all that stuff. but sometimes, sometimes you just gotta go stab someone.
Together, at least: I look at you and know. Hell is just another place I guess I’ll go to keep you warm. And with bloody knuckles, you’d follow me anywhere. (P. D. Vulpe) // together, captured. together, suffering. together, running. together, tormented by memories. but together, always together, at least.
big boi: All the songs from this project, in the same order as the seperate lists, so you can listen to all of them at once.