Vezal

LVL - A$AP Rocky (Instrumental + Slowed + Bass Boosted)

Limerance - Yves Tumor X TikTok sound

frontrooms — in the darkness

I am trapped within myself. A maze of thoughts, twisting, turning, folding in on itself until every path leads me back to where I started. I walk these corridors endlessly, searching for an exit, but the walls shift when I’m not looking. What was once a doorway is now a dead end. What felt like progress dissolves into repetition. I tell myself there must be a way out—there has to be—but the more I search, the more I wonder if I was never meant to leave.

The mind is a strange prison—one where the walls are built from thoughts, and every path loops back to the beginning. I take a step forward, thinking I’ve found a way out, only to realize I’ve been here before. Every turn feels like a decision, every choice an escape, but it all leads back to the same hollow space.

There are moments when I catch something different—just for a second. A shift in the air, a crack in the pattern, something almost imperceptible, like the faintest outline of a door hidden in the dark. It vanishes before I can reach it, but the thought lingers: maybe there is a way through, something beyond these corridors of repetition.

It is easy to sink into the weight of it all, to believe that this is all there is. But some part of me still moves forward, even without knowing why. Not in search of escape, perhaps, but in search of something else—a moment, a sign, a sliver of something just out of reach. Maybe that’s enough. Maybe that’s the only way out.

maze

ILY (stripped)

You get flashbacks.

There is a point you cross without noticing. It could be a word you didn’t say, a glance you didn’t return, a door you didn’t walk through. At the time, it felt like nothing. A moment no different from the rest.
And yet, somewhere along the way, you look back and see it — a thin, invisible line, drawn in the dust behind you. And you realize you’re on the other side now.
That’s when the weight comes. The slow, suffocating understanding that there’s no way back. Not because you’re not allowed — but because what you left behind has ceased to exist. Like a bird that landed in your open palm for a heartbeat, and you let it go, thinking it was just a shadow.
Only later do you understand what you held. Only later does your body remember its warmth. And then, the nights become heavier. You lie there, staring into the dark, counting the shapes of something you’ll never hold again.
You tell yourself it was nothing. You tell yourself you couldn’t have known. But the truth is simpler, crueler — you had it. You let it fall through your fingers. And now there is only the echo, repeating in the quiet, long after the world has gone to sleep

never find your way back

Indigo Plateaus

Kill$tation & XXXTentacion - Rebirth Instrumental (FULL)

Yung Lean - Agony ( Slowed  Reverb )

$UICIDEBOY$ DRUGS/HOES/MONEY/ETC. INSTRUMENTAL SLOWED+REVERB

ILY (stripped)

‘til avril