i litterly have to take pills to make me feel happy and my freinds are always worried about me because they say im acting strange

I feel like I'm the only person in the world who slightly dislikes Toko

C o o l . V i b e s

song ;; love story, minor key
by sarah cothran (slowed & reverbed), often known as 'marry me juliet'.

lyrics : 
we were both young when I first saw you
i close my eyes and the flashback starts
i'm standin' there
on a balcony in summer air

see the lights, see the party, the ball gowns
see you make your way through the crowd
and say, "Hello"
little did I know

that you were Romeo, you were throwin' pebbles
and my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"
and I was cryin' on the staircase
beggin' you, "Please don't go, " and I said

romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
i'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run
you'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
it's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"

so I sneak out to the garden to see you
we keep quiet, 'cause we're dead if they knew
so close your eyes
escape this town for a little while, oh oh

'cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter
and my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet"
but you were everything to me
i was beggin' you, "Please don't go, " and I said

romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
i'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run
you'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
it's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"

romeo, save me, they're tryna tell me how to feel
this love is difficult, but it's real
don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess
it's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"

oh, oh
i got tired of waiting
wonderin' if you were ever comin' around
my faith in you was fading

when I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said
romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone
i keep waiting for you, but you never come
is this in my head? I don't know what to think

he knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring
and said, "marry me, Juliet
you'll never have to be alone "
i love you and that's all I really know
i talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress

it's a love story, baby, just say, "Yes"
oh, oh
oh, oh
'cause we were both young when I first saw you .

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄 , 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓.

𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓸𝔂 "alright Dude go trip over a knife"

((original playlist by allycore))
╰┈➤ the art and songs featured in this video isn't mine, and it belongs to it's rightful owner/artist!!

˗ˏˋ you can find this playlist on spotify ࿐ྂ
⇢https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4Jyq5HPjw28JwXJOe3oJOz?si=dac2dd61af9345d1

enjoy and stay safe y'all

pov: you're slowly going insane - a playlist (pt.2)

boy in the bubble - sped up+reverb - alec benjamin

Never—no, never—could they have imagined it.
That an encounter with an extraterrestrial civilization might come to pass. Yes, the probability existed. But it seemed so infinitesimal, so distant, that it belonged more to dream than to calculation. Humanity lifted its gaze to the stars, convinced that if such a day ever arrived, it would be written in the heavens.

And yet…

The worst nightmare took shape.
Yes, a civilization existed—alien, monstrous, and all too real.
The encounter came, but not where we expected.

No… not in the firmament.
Not in the frozen infinity of space.

But beneath our feet.
Beneath the Earth’s crust.

It was there we found them.
A swarming immensity, ancient and foul. The air reeked of damp stone and rotting flesh; the ground quivered beneath the innumerable stirrings of their bodies. In the dark resounded the chittering of their limbs, the wet rasp of their breath, the obscene scraping of flesh against stone. Even the most battle-hardened souls felt their minds split, for to gaze upon those shapes—nameless, writhing, obscene—was to stand at the very threshold of madness.

And this discovery… tolled the death knell of mankind.

For we then understood that we had never been the masters of this world.
That our empires, our religions, our sciences were but fragile ornaments resting upon a treacherous surface.
Since ages older than ocean and mountain, beneath the weight of stone and fire, the true sovereigns had slumbered. Their memory already haunted our myths: Hades, Tartarus, the underworld—forebodings repressed, disguised as legend.

We were but a fleeting dream, an illusion of autonomy.
And already, in the bowels of the earth, something stirs.
The true masters awaken.
Their hour is not to come—
it has come.


==============

Jamais, non jamais, ils n’auraient pu l’imaginer. Qu’une rencontre avec une civilisation extraterrestre puisse advenir — certes, la probabilité existait. Mais elle paraissait si infime, si lointaine, qu’elle relevait davantage du songe que du calcul. L’humanité levait les yeux vers les étoiles, persuadée que si ce jour devait survenir, il serait écrit dans le ciel. Et pourtant… Le pire cauchemar prit corps. Oui, une civilisation existait — étrangère, monstrueuse, et bien réelle. La rencontre eut lieu, mais pas là où nous l’attendions. Non… pas dans le firmament. Pas dans l’infinité glaciale de l’espace. Mais sous nos pieds. Sous la croûte terrestre. C’est là que nous les découvrîmes. Une immensité grouillante, ancienne et fétide. L’air empestait la pierre moite et la chair en décomposition ; le sol vibrait sous le fourmillement innombrable de leurs corps. Dans l’obscurité résonnaient le cliquetis de leurs membres, le râle visqueux de leur respiration, le frottement immonde de chairs contre la roche. Même les âmes les plus aguerries sentirent leur esprit se fendre, car contempler ces formes — innommables, grouillantes, obscènes — revenait à marcher au seuil même de la folie. Et cette découverte… sonnait le glas de l’humanité. Car nous comprîmes alors que nous n’avions jamais été les maîtres de ce monde. Que nos empires, nos religions, nos sciences n’étaient que des ornements fragiles posés sur une surface trompeuse. Depuis des ères plus anciennes que l’océan et la montagne, sous le poids de la pierre et du feu, les véritables souverains sommeillaient. Leur souvenir rôdait déjà dans nos mythes : Hadès, le Tartare, les enfers — autant de pressentiments refoulés que nous avions déguisés en légendes. Nous n’étions qu’un rêve fugace, une illusion d’autonomie. Et déjà, dans les entrailles de la terre, quelque chose remue. Les véritables maîtres s’éveillent. Leur heure n’est pas à venir — elle est venue.

happy pills - slowed + reverbed - **.

mimimimi

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