Just some music

Movement by Hozier, except you're groovin' from the bottom of a pool.

Audio effects from freesound.org ( Abolla )

hi everyone, i spent some time finally organizing all my playlists. i hope you enjoy. 

shooting stars : chill r&b for leaning back in the passenger side and watching the landscape go by.

redlines: 3am menace murder music

foxglove: delirious in the night. take it slow. keep it sexy.

tapioca: gentle lo-fi, best served with tea.

lagoon: sometimes you need to cry and wail and grieve the life that you live. this is the playlist for that.

empires: gaslight. gatekeep. girlboss. i will never die. i am clinically insane. i am the next virgin mary. 

rabbit-hearted: for curling up in the fetal position on a bed of moss and letting the world swallow you whole.

rattlesnake: i watched RANGO while i was so high i couldn’t move and i had an epiphany telling me to make this playlist. 

foggy mirrors: i’m so lost in myself. that isn’t me in the mirror that’s just the fact i carry. that isn’t my voice that you hear it’s my grief sputtering out of my throat. 

dark lake: death! melodrama! classical music to lament your life to. 

dusty windows: the world isn’t all bad. sometimes it’s enough to watch the dust glimmer in rays of sun through your window. 

aequor: that woman that you love and the ocean are the same thing. even a calm sea can drown a man. 

sunlight: opera music for your maladaptive daydream involving religion. 

downriver: can you feel my breath on your ear? my heartbeat on your chest? take me in your arms, show me that i’m alive, amor. 

je reve de lys: live and die by the aesthetic. 

coming of age: self explanatory. maybe i am a manic pixie dream girl.

heart of wind: celtic music for whores and slags. 

learning to love: gentle piano and classical. hold the world softly in your hands, it’s all that we have. 

an abandoned cathedral overgrown with moss; reclaimed by nature for what was once it’s own… you walk up the old stairs, fingers trailing up the bannisters. you close your eyes and can feel the memories stored in the bones of this place seep into your mind… a trailing music from nowhere and everywhere all at once…

isolated by chiasm but you’re dancing in the asylum

running through the streets of new york city at 3am after a night of dancing. you are covered in sweat and your breath is on fire with alcohol but you feel invincible. you are all glitter, laughter, and bright colors in the dead of night.

fighting and falling in love over and over and over. you cannot help but come back home to this person. you don't know for sure if you like them, but you love them. you feel yourself changing, down to your bones, and its terrifying, but you've never felt quite so alive.

everything is butterflies, exploding through your stomach. you can't help but smile thinking about them, its sickeningly sweet. the sound of their name tastes like chocolates and wine. happy and in love.

living under an alias in witness protection. miserable but safe. and here you are, pretending to be someone you are not. you feel like a snake forced to wear its shed skin. you feel like you've been forced back into the closet after a glimpse of sunlight.

after years of working yourself to the bone, you feel as though you plateaued. you're entering a doomed stage of depression that is scarily comfortable. days go by in bed-- comfortably numb.

maybe someday you'll stay in one place long enough to fall in love, but for now you fear the sensation, so you run away each time you feel yourself becoming attached. sometimes it hurts more than others, but you know that this is just self preservation. your best chance to survive is to never feel heartbreak again. so you move from city to city, leaving unfinished business in each one because you fear intimacy, because you need to create a name for yourself, because you have lost too damn much and you cant bear any more.

and maybe you'll never escape this shit town you grew up in. everything feels hopeless as you watch your friends, lovers, family move away and start their lives. you feel like a loser, a nobody, marking time.

sprinting through the streets of a foreign city. electricity is scratching your brain so that everything is a pounding, uncontrollable noise.

Odds Are by The Barenaked Ladies but you’re on a road trip with your friends. Not the fun kind of road trip, either… the kind where you’re all crammed in a car that sorta smells weird and your knees are stiff and your arm’s asleep and you just wanna get OUT

Especially since the sun is so warm, and the breeze so cool…

You roll down the window and turn up the radio, because music always seems to make the worst occasions better.

Requested by @loverofelves! I was initially gonna try to make it sound like there was some chatter going on, but I realized very quickly that I had no clue who would be chattering or even like. What they would talk about. So I left the music isolated to give you the space to imagine whatever you please! Hope you like it!

Linger by the Cranberries but you’re out in the woods, all alone. You were smart (sort of) and managed to build a lean-to to keep you sheltered from the sudden storm, but now you’re stuck here… Watching the fire crackle and hiss.

You have your radio on in case of forest fire (though you don’t quite understand how to use it, and you’re not sure you’d know if there was an emergency broadcast). It makes a delicate hissing noise that you can hardly hear over the wind and rain. Endless white noise.

Then, out of nowhere, a song. A song that’s familiar in an unfamiliar way– you know it, but couldn’t sing it. Hear the words but can’t understand them.

You lean back. Close your eyes. And wonder if anyone’s missing you.

Requested by unknown

→ unfortunately, due to our absence, the requests have piled up and a few got eaten. We still have all the requests copied into a Google doc, so please don’t resend!! If this was your request, let us know, and we can make sure you’re credited. Thank you! ←

honeybee by steam powered giraffe, but you’re on a picnic date in a wildflower field with bees all around for @leap-yeap

(vocal audio taken from ASMR Darling’s video)

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New Light by John Mayer but playing in a bowling alley.   

Leave her Johnny from Assassins Creed IV: Black Flag soundtrack but you’re stowed away in a ship listening to the crew sing.