what are we doing hruh😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

this song definitely has a kill count 😂😂😂😂😂😂i'll be victim number one

YOU CAN LEAN ON MY ARM AS YOU BREAK MY HEART

SO IF YOU NEED TO BE MEAN, BE MEAN TO ME.

cassandra complex

I Want You – Mitski

Watch This Liquid Pour Itself

Guttural Sounds

Preacher’s Daughter

Family Tree (Intro)

'abbey' by mitski but you're in a cathedral hungry and waiting for something

Blackbox Life Recorder 21f / in a room7 F760

in a room7 F760

Late at night.. alone with just your mind running... 

In The Quiet Hours

Mitski on Audiotree Live

I Don't Smoke (Audiotree Live Version)

Class of 2013 (Audiotree Live Version)

Mitski - Class of 2013

abbey by mitski from her lush album. i just put this here for easy little listening, so please go support her by streaming from youtube or spotify. better yet, buy it!!

Mitski - Abbey

Brand New City - Mitski

Liquid Smooth - Mitski

Real Men - Mitski

𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 - 𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚔𝚒

Shame - Mitski

Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.

if the devil loves details then godliness floats in the vague !!

I Don't Smoke (Audiotree Live Version)

Mitski

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