#spotify wrapped.

[4lexnilsen]

[oldnectaric]

humiliating, honestly-

[thanflowers]

yeah that tracks…

[mike-the-switch]

My Spotify Wrapped was no surprise.....

[shincsobright]

send a 🎁 for me to shuffle my spotify wrapped

♫ cruel summer - taylor swift

i'm drunk in the back of the car, & i cried like a baby coming home from the bar. “m’not even drunk, fuck you,” the blonde muttered from her spot curled up in the backseat of asher’s car, her head fuzzy and all the feelings she typically shoved down were all coming to the surface. she hated it, but with the effect of the alcohol in her system, there was little she could do to stop it. “i could’ve gotten an uber, you should’ve just stayed and finished your rehearsal,” she snapped. what did it say, about the two of them, that she ended up drunk after most of the times they hung out? it was toxic, the feelings she’d developed for asher, but as matters of the heart typically went, there was no getting rid of them.  said I'm fine, but it wasn't true, i don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you. @tenderstars​

[shincsobright]

send a 🎁 for me to shuffle my spotify wrapped

♫ place in this world - a week away soundtrack

i'm looking for a reason, roaming through the night to find my place in this world.  it was a bold move, showing up on the mitchell’s doorstep and showing her face. her relationship with malia had been the only light in her life so, in typical taliyah fashion, she’d ruined it spectacularly. not only had she broken up with her, she’d insisted on going no contact, supposedly to help the other move on, but mostly because she was terrified that she had already begun to tarnish malia. the girl was kind, and loving, and so smart- there was no reason she should be with someone like taliyah, who only messed things up. but that had been six months and one terrible bender ago, and taliyah was hitting rock bottom. she’d lost her job, and her preference for party favors had gone from a little weed now and then to far more dangerous substances. she looked like a shell of the woman malia had known, as she knocked weakly and leaned her forehead against the vinyl siding of the house, praying someone- anyone- was home. not a lot to lean on, I need your light to help me find my place in this world. @indiemuseblr​

[mike-the-switch]

I was going to say no real surprises. But that's the whole point of Spotify Wrapped 😂

[yumichika]

10?

thank u!!

wasteland - kang daniel