TAG YOURSELF: PLAYLIST EDITION
have you tried turning it on and off? the world exists in grayscale, there is static in your head, you donât recognise the person who looks back at you from the mirror. itâs 3AM and you wish you could just cry but youâre too numb, you have school tomorrow or maybe work, youâre losing time and memories
prozac side effects. you would fight god if you could, you have a splitting headache, you want to die, you want to live so bad it hurts, everything is too much and not enough, you want to scream loud and angry but someone you love is listening and you donât want to scare them
hhHHHH, youâre making friends with the monsters in your nightmares, there is grave dirt under your fingernails and pain is so ubiquitous itâs almost pleasant, youâre 80% sure your eyes are bleeding because all you see is red but no one seems to believe something is intrincally broken in you
nicotine haze. the world is blurry, you feel the corners of your mouth turn up but you donât quite know if youâre smiling yet, youâre drunk in a bathroom at a party, youâre far too young to be drinking, youâre far too old for this mania, this isnât a masquerade but it feels like one, the smile splits your face open like a knife wound
iâm gonna f*ck god. biblical allusions, christian imagery, the kind of desire that feels holy and sinful at the same time, you think youâre in love with an angel, this terrifies you, you are the plaything of something non-human, this thrills you
songs that donât have to go so damn hard. youâre scream-singing these songs while speeding down a highway, you have seven overdue assignments, you have a work meeting in 2 hours and youâre viciously hungover, all your friends are stressed, so are you, you grit your teeth, you refuse to crack