#PlaylistofmyLife

[jacewrites]

I wanted to start this playlist of my life with the hardest song to write about, hoping that all others would fall into place. I'm not sure how many posts this series will have since I'm still creating this wonderful life and there are surely going to be many more songs to add to this playlist. Or at least I hope there are. I've always hated the story trope where; exactly when the main character is starting to get his life together; they die. Even though death is in fact sudden and we don't always get what we want from life before it's long lost lover takes us... I've always thought it's cheap writing to have that story end there.

Anyhow...

Here's "Liability" by Lorde

We start with a slow piano, we hear of how Lorde is crying in a taxi after she's been hurt by someone who referred to her as being similar to a storm. Lorde was called poisonous. There was a point in my life when I was referred to as "toxic"; as a person with so much baggage; that I was not worthy of my love's love.

We see a person's identity splinter. She runs into the arms of the girl that she loves... Herself. And describes it as the only love that she has not "screwed up" refers to herself as a person who is difficult to please and even compares herself to a Forrest fire. I too have taken this approach; to see myself as someone else sees me. Seeing only the despicable person she said I was... Despising the man in the mirror.

She demands to be loved, if only by herself. Because everyone else believes her to be too intense, as a responsability that nobody wants to take ownership of; a burden. But not at first, oh no, she brings you in, makes you love her, need her and then when you see her... You pull back. It's so difficult to love yourself when someone is actively telling you that you're more trouble than you're worth. That you somehow tricked them into seeing a masked version of yourself.

She believes that she is too much of a burden for any one person to handle and her voice breaks at the realization. She is "a toy, that people enjoy, untill all of the tricks don't work anymore" an object that you love to play with so much that you break it and then discard it. It's not shiny and new anymore. Why should you care? And us, the toys, we remember how perfect every summer day was; and it eats us up inside that it's winter, it's dark and we're alone.

It angers her; to realize how those people that she thought loved her, don't want to deal with her darkness as much as her light. If I am "too much to handle"; she decides: then I won't have anyone carry with this burden. "You're all going to watch me disappear into the sun" she emphasizes as she plans to take her life out of spite, spite to those who've wronged her. A final act of defiance, the only one she feels that she has left. Making them finally hear her as she says to them: "This is your fault". It's incredible how much your vision can be impaired in those situations. You don't want to be a burden to anybody, and the savior complex kicks in... "I need to save you from the burden of me" But it's also mixed with anger. How dare you stop caring about me once I'm not a shiny toy anymore? How dare you complain about my broken heart, when it was you who broke it? And the solution comes to mind... As poisonous as an apple in a fairy tale. I'm gonna make a very final decision... And make you carry it for the rest of your life, because it was you who irreparably broke me.

How do you even crawl out of that hole? I'm not really sure how I did it. But I know they were small steps ranging from something as simple as: "Gifting yourself one more day" to something as complex as learning to love yourself.

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[hollywoods-hearthrob]

„A suit is the uniform of success. And elegance.“ – And successful has this year been! It was a year of losses, a year of self-discovery, a year of gratitude and a year of new and old friends. Now, with 2023 right around the corner, I stand here to thank all of the wonderful people that spend this extremely crazy and instructive year 2022 by my side! I have learned so much from you and I am looking forward to learn and experience even more great moments with you! Let us be open to the wonders and new possibilities of the coming year. And now only one thing remains for me to say: Rock'n'Roll!

My two best friends: @spanishmajesty & @nightson-kyle . Thank you all and see you next year: @another-potter @treatmewkindnesss @der-blutsturm @thenightiscallingmex @giantstrength @mente-concluyente @cursedsou-l @lucealbuio @playlistofmylife @sinanddesire @xkingofspeedforce @footprintsinhellfire @starsbetweenhearts @adventures-of-madelyn @walkinggoddessx @sp4cew4lker @thesmartassdetective @screamingintothedarkness @nightmare-on-milkyways @lightituup @teresa-rideordie ! Auf euch!

[brumehoney]

Playlist of my life.

Hey there Delilah- Plain White t's.

Until- Sting.

Fire on Fire- Sam Smith.

Lazy eye-Hem.

Lying in the hands of god- Dave Matthews Band.

Stars- Sam airey.

Leave me here-Hem.

[thehikkikomoe]

Nostalgic feels... 

“Same Drugs” describes the relationship between Chance and a girl from his childhood. Realising that they no longer share the same interests and experiences that they did as children, Chance reflects nostalgically on their shared youth and explores his own feelings of loss around growing up.

The use of Wendy in this verse acts as a reference to the story of Peter Pan.     At the end of the story, Wendy offers Peter the chance to live with her, but he declines as he does not want to become an adult. The window is a metaphor for the connection between Chance and this girl, and when Chance says that he’s a shadow of his former self, he’s saying that he isn’t the same person he was back when he met her.

This shows how Chance was caught up in the past, hoping that things between him and this girl would never change, but he soon realized that she grew up and is not the same girl she once was anymore.

https://genius.com/Chance-the-rapper-same-drugs-lyrics

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Don't forget the happy thoughts All you need is happy thoughts The past tense, past bed time Way back then when everything we read was real And everything we said rhymed Wide eyed kids being kids Why did you stop? What did you do to your hair? Where did you go to end up right back here? When did you start to forget how to fly? (It's so natural Just like Juicy Fruit Works like a magic trick Please give me half of that We don't, we don't, we don't) Don't you color out Don't you bleed on out, oh Stay in the line, stay in the line Dandelion

[zepolproductions]

“A man’s got to have a code, a creed to live by, no matter his job.” — John Wayne During my run today I came across another memorial. The memorial crosses were accompanied by a bottle of Modelo #runner #runkeeper #pushingforward #vegan #djculture #dj #spotify #modeloskies #playlistofmylife #runningman #highdesert #johnwayne #theduke #codeofthewest #thewildwest The Nights Bleed Neon Here's my playlist for this run via Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/neonnights99/playlist/5b53WmLZBoR5UpfxPaygAv?si=2frHQXowQzWkpTe0HhjLlA (at California Aqueduct)

[chris-thomas-28]

I heard this played during the montage of one of the Saints and Sinners episodes and play it at least a couple of times a day #nowplaying #playlistofmylife 🎤🎧😎🎤🎧😎

[viegasgirl]

THIS IS MY JAM

THIS IS MY JAM

Last week my cousin put up a post on her blog wherein she did this little (for lack of a better word) experiment, and I decided to try it also. I love music and seeing as it relates to something we (my cousin and I) used to do years ago I was only too happy to do it. The steps: Open your music library Put it on shuffle Press play For every question, type the song that’s playing When you go to a…