I don’t want to feel again. It’s better that way.

I stop smiling and talking and showing emotions now I can't do that anymore.

3 fluff 1 firm duvet quilt straight sheet

I had so much feelings for her.. yet she avoids me in person blocks me online and it seems like she doesn't want anything to do with me or for me to even be apart of the people in her life...

Trying to heal your broken heart

a good song about bad compulsions. wrote this sucker in an hour and could not hold back to release it. think it works better in simplicity, anyway.

lyrics:

am i still good? am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i still good, am i still good?

please, make me good.

thirty-six
handwashes per day,
the thought hit head and then the foam.
skin so slick,
paper mâché, you'd
think i scrubbed down to the bone.

i'm not like that anymore.
i don't think...
... sometimes i still find myself by that sink, begging,

"am i still good? am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i still good, am i still good?
"please, make me good."

bedridden:
when he was mad,
i'd lock myself up in the attic,
all alone. crying,
"am i what he made of me? a body formed from selfish maladies?"

and he said he never meant it, he just needed me;
i shook his foul routine but i'm still turning in my sleep, praying,

"am i still good? am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i good, am i still good, am i still good?"

and it is good, it is good, it is good, it is good, it is good, it is good, it is good, and it is good, and it is good.

Soap Prayers [August Demo]

another quick piece, thrown out in basically one night before classes started back up. stubbornness and such. y'all love the more acoustic pieces so have fun

also FYI sang this entire song with a pill literally stuck and actively dissolving in my throat so bonus points for realism there (very painful would not recommend)

LYRICS:
Love: what a gentle drug
Tugs the body, cling to familiars,
Pull, no push.

Love: haunting like the moon
You strummed my guitar ‘till the strings fell out of tune
And every time I play it sounds like you

Every minute I’m away from you it gets
Easier, oh so easier,

Love: a worn-down torn-up glove
Hugs the fingers, at least where it can
Warm, not hot.

Hope: a pill stuck in my throat
Fear of the toke, my type of hope loves to be known
So stubborn I think I’ll choke

Every minute I’m away from you it gets
Easier, oh so easier,
And I mourn the mourning as it goes ‘cause
Momma raised no quitter
Let it be easier please just be easier

Love, Like a Sore Throat [January Demo]

Are We Human?

This album is a raw, unvarnished journey into the heart of the American South during the mid-20th century, echoing the foundational sounds of Delta Blues. Each track tells a standalone
story of struggle, fate, and the pursuit of solace, steeped in the mystique and stark reality of the Delta.

Ramblin' Man's Lament

Never for Ever

Army Dreamers

Here’s a slow version of Coldplay’s “The Scientist”, which is one of my favorite songs by Coldplay. I hope you enjoy this song as much as I do!

t h e  s c i e n t i s t.

Touch Sleeping At Last - Slowed

Heal - Tom Odell // slowed

𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯 - jaymes young [slowed & reverb]

if you love someone tell them

creep

creep - radiohead (Scruffpuppie Cover)

Already gone(sleeping at last)- slowed+reverb-

you're somebody else by flora cash but slowed

july by noah cyrus but slowed

youth by daughter ( slowed & reverb + rain)

feeling whitney (with olaf and bird noises)

Heyyyy hope you enjoy my playlists - find my other accs like pinterest or spotify by 19deaths_today

Touch Sleeping At Last - Slowed

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