Thank you very much for 100k clicks, never thought this would reach so many people. If you watched Arcane, you may like my playlist about victor slowly falling into madness: ua-cam.com/video/5gWXdGGrl1c/v-deo.html You can also check out my new mix here about the beauty in tragedy: ua-cam.com/video/G_cG_qftbec/v-deo.html And here is a playlist with everything I uploaded so far: ua-cam.com/play/PLgzk_VzURsPo4OpZBh78NAZlmKULzcSL9.html Maybe there's something for you. If you want, consider subscribing - I will create only a playlist tho, if I have an stubborn idea in my head. 1000 subscriber special: ua-cam.com/video/LgzhpZjlqzw/v-deo.html
I've played for over 14 years pre-covid but lost my passion for music and felt pretty disconnected from it for a few years now. Stumbled on this mix at work today due to youtube autoplay and I'm in love with the themes and motifs in these pieces. Bought a staff notepad today and transcribing them so I can play around my town for people. Feeling great. Thank you :)
No. Loved by a tired person means they await you to fill their tiredness all the time. So they drag you in to this loop hole of trying to impress the other person, but the other person doesn’t need to be impressed, they’re simply tired. You are never enough and are always at wrong if you try to take them out of the blank, by wanting something as simple as a wild flower, picked up whilst going to the meeting place. They are tired, and they tire you. I know. Because this was me and my partner for 2 years. I was firstly tired, so I dragged him in. Then he was tired, I felt responsible so I did everything but I became tired. Vise versa, vise versa, vise versa. Two years. We loved each other, heck, I still love him and probably always will. But we were too toxic for each other, so we parted ways... so it’s not as simple as that...
@@randomweeb6331 I was tired of being in bad relationships, first love was one sided, second relationship was to get over first one, so broke up with her before I get physical with her, didn't wanna have sex with someone I did not feel for. 2nd love turned out to be a gold digger, turned out she f-ed a lot of others too, while I did almost everything I could for her. All the things I had, my true love couldn't change a person's mind, my efforts couldn't change a person's mind, what else was there left in me to give. Started beleiving that there is no such thing as love, people just use each other, and it feels real at a certain age because it is new to us, as we grow together it ultimately fades away. I was still working hard for my family, only enjoyment in life was weed and alcohol, I partied every weekend, and my heart was stone cold, it actually helped me pick a lot of casual relationships at the place where I worked, I kinda became a F-Boy. Until I met this girl, at first I didn't give any attention to her, guided her with the same wisdom I had collected over the years on relationships, one day she told me that she loves me. She is younger than me, I tried explaining that there is no such thing as love and it feels real to you because you are getting these feelings for the first time. For the cold hearted son of a B I T * H I was, I used her, and left her multiple times, but in time I don't know how, she broke through my heart. I wasn't letting anyone in, but this girls put so much efforts for me, I knew she had fallen, once I realized that, I fell even harder. The same first love that I once felt has come back to me. I love this girl, we are in a relationship for over a year now, we hardly fight, even after being in this relationship for this long, the first thing we do is smile everytime we do a video call, it's kind of a reflex that cannot be controlled. My loyalty comes from within and I want to keep her as much happy as I could. I think she was only able to break through me because it was her who put in efforts because I was already tired of it from past experiences, and this was something, nobody had ever done for me. I feel one of the luckiest man in this world and she is my world.
"You're not what you feel. You're not what you think. You're not what you, or the others say. You're not the music you listen or the friends you have. But those things, little by little, compose who you are, and who you'll be. So choose wisely, in a perfect balance of mind and heart. Both can betray you sometimes, but your conscience knows how to equilibrate them in the truth... and a pure conscience never lies." By: me.
I have been having a hard time focusing on my artwork lately. It's been hard to pick up a pencil or paintbrush, and I had no idea why. Listening to this little playlist made me tear up, and I made a sketch. Music is powerful, thank you for putting together this playlist.
I've been in the same boat lately. I feel like I'm losing my passion for art, and I find it hard to finish drawings, so then I just start another one, and another, and another. As I start new artworks, the time I spend for each piece lessens. I just don't have the motivation to do it for some reason.
@@ZurkyDurky000 Take a break from it and try to find a new hobby. After a while go back to art. Thats what helped me. I lost passion in art for almost a year so I found a new hobby, Photography and journaling. Few months passed and I decited to go back to art. And it worked. Im way more motivated to do art. Sometimes we just have to take breaks.
Art is trully smth beautiful. Painting, sculpting, drawing, dancing, fashion, photography, music, poetry, novels... Art is everywhere, its so beautiful. You just have o find the right type that resonates with you. I just wish more people would apreceate art.
In science is also alot of art. Especially in math. I wish more people who appreciate art would appreciate math as an art - the elegance and beauty of structures you can discover and create. It's just not as easy to recognize like in the other disciplines you mentioned.
0:03 This first song reminds me of a puppet dancing with strings. A song that starts off with a slight sad undertone. I sort of see it breaking free around 1:01 Watching it flourish and for one moment feel hope. 2:00 Running for freedom and seeing it for the first time. It's within grasp just needing to grab hold 2:39. It showed me a whole story.
I have been seeing this playlist for a while. I never thought that I'll ever find a playlist that I deeply connect with until I listened to this. Thank you, UA-cam. For giving me this suggestion.
All of the comments that had a re-spark of doing what they loved made me feel like there is hope. I have been struggling a lot with my love for ballet. It has been very hard to deal mentally with the toxicity, judgment, and Body Dismorphia, naming a few. I have been debating whether I should quit, however there is something in me that is making me refrain; some little, thin flame trying its hardest to keep burning. It feels as if I am almost in denial that I feel my life would be better if I quit. But, the burden of feeling that I would have wasted all my pain, sacrifice, turmoil, blood, tears, sweat, and more for 19 years to just... give up... to give in... to submit... It's been hell trying to push myself every day to do things that will help me towards my goal. Even to the point where most days I can't even operate, I just shut down and do nothing the whole day because I am exhausted all the time. It feels like I'm clinging on... being dragged across the floor by a thin rope that I have been fighting to hold onto for so long that my bloody, slit hands already can barely have the strength to keep grip. I always feel as if I'm fighting time; trying to catch up and feel as if I'm never at the level I am supposed to be. I am striving to be perfect only to be let down and depressed that I can never achieve that perfection. It's an ongoing competition, a brawl with the flesh and soul, with the mind and heart, of wanting to be pure beauty and putting my body through the strenuous exercise only to think "its not enough." Always nitpick-ing every single detail about yourself that you see in the mirror and in pictures. It all builds up, and you think "it's never enough", "you can always be skinnier", "you can always improve". I've never related to a movie better than "Black Swan". I feel as if I'm going insane with all the pressure I put on myself. But, for some reason, quitting seems like a sissy way out. Something in me thinks we have a chance to get through the hardest time of my life and push through and get to the other side. Something in me believes we can do it. I don't know how or when things will get better. But, I have to believe and have faith that they will, and all the suffering, pain, and agony... will.. be.. worth it..
Soo, please tell me you're still keeping your flame lit?🙂 I was a ballerina but depression got the best of me and quit after 10 years of hard work. I still dance around my house and always rethinking of how i would go back to it, if i could. Wishing you all the success, and dance your heart out for us former ballerinas❤️ You are enough.
Never heard any one of this, but for some reason and for some reason my heart knows how the rhythm goes. It feels like after years I am listening to something familiar. It is just too beautiful. I have heard many things, song, music everything but for the first time I actually said that this piece was beautiful or is. I feel.. I feel like some missing thing in my life came back to me.
After 14 years of music and a post-COVID disconnect, finding this mix reignited your passion-that’s truly inspiring! Transcribing and sharing it with your town sounds amazing. Thank you for spreading the joy of music! 🎶❤✨
"I know how you feel, you are confused and lost, although you perfectly know how bad you feel, that everything is lost and the occurred changes will be for ever, you feel your ephemeral life will last less than what happened; stop torturing yourself with that past experience, that moment didn't seem like a good time, you didn't even wanted to be there, but now you compare it yo how you feel now, with what you have lived now, and think may be you even felt happy without even knowing it, but tell me, why getting stuck with what happened? You perfectly know nobody will lift you and take you out of that hole which will end you, if the whole world conspires against you, if you stand up or not, it will only be your choice. Even if the world conspires at your favor, the choice to advance or not will only be yours. In our life our biggest enemy will always be our mind, our fears, and our insecurities, even if our way is fully lighted up, if your are afraid of taking the first step you will never advance; with the right torture any moment can be the worst, it can even makes us think the whole world is against us, that we deserve nothing and others deserve more those things. That is the true enemy we face and stop us in our actions we want to fix what is wrong in our lives, blinds our eyes making us think there's no reason to fight. Why you don't see a reason to live? Because our live is so natural and random there's no natural purpose, we come to life just because two people meet, not because we come with a purpose, but that's the beauty of life, because we are who decides what purpose will our existence have, you feel with no reason to live because you have not chosen one and nobody will, only you decides what purpose will have." Katherine Von Darcy, The Purple Lady (original story)
@@MELLYBABY-e9s you literally couldn't be more wrong, I don't live in the united states, I live in mexico, which has never been known for being a good place to live. In the other hand, the us is not even a good place to live with all the economic crisis is going on
I’ve always been good at reading people. It’s something I developed after 10 years of my childhood trying to not be bullied. Learning cues and reacting and adapting to them. Though this sounds great, it sucks. You question yourself, your judgment and who you are because everyone else feels predictable. You know what you say will cause what reaction and instead of excitement, you see a percentage that you can alter. Relationships become fake, the feeling of your emotions and your thoughts begin to dissociate. It gets to a point where even if my parents died, I wouldn’t care because I can predict what I’d feel and thus, control it and adapt. Yet I wonder what now? When you seem to be the only one conscious in a group of unconscious individuals who speak to each other in such predictable patterns. Every word is a lie, because you don’t know how you even feel since you see feelings as a mere thing within your head. What a strange sad world we live in huh.
It was a losing battle anyways with all of the pain i had to go through I never mastered acting correctly. I barely had the desire to. After all, I've always been worthless to everyone. Too authentic. Too empathetic. I feel the need to always play my role of the most freakish person in the room.
Does it help? When you were trying not to be bullied and laughed at and you adapted some sort of way to technique to help yourself. So did it help? Were bullies no longer able to torment you? Are you unaffected by hurtful words? Are you unaffected when you're laughed at? Does life not get exhausting? When you're unbothered, does it stops all jokes thrown out at you? Are people still good around you? When you neither feel pain nor happiness, then does it saddens your life? I'm sorry I might be too intrusive, asking so many questions.. But I'm so tired of weeping and hurting everytime when someone tries to evade my boundaries to joke.. More like laugh at me... I want to be out so I can stop this agony, this pain... I need to learn your way... At the very least I wanna know about this..
Everyone path in life is different does it mean that you are living correctly and everyone else that is not you is wrong? of course not it doesn't matter if we can't comprehend the path other people are choosing, the idea is to accept that and focus on your life make your life worth living and enjoy it, see the predictable patterns in yourself and stop seeing others because is just an escape for your mind that wants to focus in something that is not yourself.
This is the first ever playlist that I've played more than once or twice, it resonates to my feelings so well... it's now my favourite playlist on this app so far...thank you for your hardwork✨💖✨
I'll leave it be You're mine to love anyway I'd rather part my way You're going to love me in my dismay Ever since you felt my heartbeats I let go of my heartbeats You could sense my soul from possibilities away I'll live for you my love You gave my soul a way I won't blame the moon For it only lead me towards your way Don't pass by me I'll have to cherish my eyes even in vain You're here my love Right in the middle of my heart I will promise to preserve it for you Don't look for rhymes my love I only rhyme with you I'm oceans and i love you
"The fear of life and death, The doom of living and dying, How must we choose our paths? Plan ahead of life or death, How do we know when we shall live or die? It's all a matter of fate, what happens to us, whether we live or die, who will be alive to share that fate is toying with the hearts?" "My dear, one must choose both, prepare for both and ultimately be ready for both and all outcomes" "Are you yet ready?,as you say so" "No, noone is and will be,it is by trying that we ever acheive such goals" "So tryin is the goal after all?" "What do you make of all the exams you've taken?" "They test what we've learnt" "As life tests do the same, see if you are willing to try" "Then,will these thoughts ever stop?I mean...me being afraid of these-tests." "Only if you are willing to face them,will you be free of such cages."
I've been trying to write down a specific feeling I've been feeling for a long time. Tried to describe, to let it take form in letters in front of me, so that I could finally see. Understand. An itch under my skin which cannot go away by simply scratching. An unending moment before a sneeze that will never come, torturing me every single day. I've been ignoring it for so long, because I could not put my finger on it and it only made me even more desperate. Angry, even. I shut it away. Did not know what I've been feeling since ever. I could not tell you. It was not nothing, but also not anything. It was something, but something so numbed it looked like a fuzzy image on a screen. So disconnected: from myself, from what I felt, from people and from everything. Even my own thoughts. It took me years to conquer it. But still, when I tried to face it and finally describe it, write it down, the words refused to come out like a clogged pipe. It only grew and put more pressure on me, the failure. I could not bring my focus on to think about it. It gnawed me from the inside. But tonight, listening to this for the first time, I somehow feel... clear-headed? Such tranquility of mind is something I haven't experienced for years. It's as if the parliament of my mind has ceased its vulgar dispute tonight. I can write freely, I feel it, and I think I'm finally going to write what I've meant to write for so long. I thank you for this playlist. I don't know what makes it more special than any other, but it did do something. I also appreciate the last one as a Turk myself. Have a nice day!
This music, and music in general, it brings me back, once again it helps with my academic passions and motivation. There are (and probably always) moments where I feel hopeless or empty, but the music is one thing that keeps me around. There are honestly too many things to list that went on to mention without sounding like a complaining bore. However I appreciate this video's presence in my life.
Like its comes from the heart deep inside, so softly and gently Like the rain fast and slowly Makes you feel sad and happy at the same time Shortly like a miracle beyond the music ....
I'm playing a video game with this playlist on and I managed to enter a secret place full of light and so many books but no one around. It felt so natural and I sat down in a chair next to a giant clock in a moon shape with gold. Beautiful.
this song make me realize, that 1 day may feel like years, and years like a sigle day. Life is short, but we don´t want to accept our destiny. everything is where it has to be, and no matter what we do, everything will happen. -A stranger with a big heart
I was journaling and I almost forgot I was listening to music. It just felt like I was hearing my own thoughts whispering to me and, as it turns out, when you feel like you’re drowning, its comforting to hear your own breath. Reminds you that you’re keeping your head up high enough.
Sitting in a darker room, Staring at the wall without blinking for 5 mins or more, Tears runnin down, faster than ever. Realisin that you want to end it all again and again and again. They're back again. And i really thought i could get away... I look so stupid rn.. so.... desperate, trying to fix myself...
I often find true beauty in the depressed and hopeless mind because the way it feels is never accepted or even talked about except rarely in only a few places I've only seen it once or twice
5:02 is like a movie when an old man move out of his house that holds a lot of weight of memories that his and his daughter shared together and the way that he looks back and think about how thing could’ve been different if he save his daughter life, but now the man has to live with what his gotten now, and he can’t run away from the first that these nightmares will hunt him for what he couldn’t save, and that house was one good example for a memory he getting away, as he burn down that memory of the house
I feel the need to vent this frustration out I'm lost. I'm confused. I don't know what to do. People only see the faked happy side of me. They think I live a bright life. I can't even focus on school anymore, I just pull out my phone during class and wait for the day to end. My teachers are noticing this and asks if something's going on and I just say too much stuff going on around the house. In reality, I'm envious of everyone else. The fact I got in the highest section of my grade level purely by luck just makes it worse. I'm around people beyond my level and I'm an imposter amongst them. They're struggling, but they have pure smiles, I can feel it. Mine just seem pure to a point no one can feel it's being faked, because I've been doing it for a while now. I blame society for me turning out like this. I don't even know who to believe anymore. Everything doesn't make sense, even me. My parents say they're proud of me, but I can't even be proud of small achievements I make. If you, dear reader, needs a summary, I shall give you that. I'm falling in despair, and my teachers notice it. I'm on my phone always overwhelmed by the sheer amount of things sorrounding me, and people say I can tackle it, but since there's so many of it, I don't know where to start. I can feel the facade I've put up, the mask I've crafted, the sword and shield I forged to defend myself from the truth will soon be destroyed, but along it, the rest of me will shatter too. I've been lying so long for so many times that I don't even recognize myself anymore.
Struggle is granted freely to every person. Read the lives of the most remarkable individuals in history and there is always an underlying theme: they despair and struggle many times over that of others. Everyone doubts themselves. Don't blame society or your parents or any others. The blame lies with none. Find that which enthralls the fire of your spirit. All the happiness you see in others will one day fade away and they will feel what you feel. We have art so as not to die of truth. Write what you feel in a poem. It may in fact be shitty. Read the great poets and see with what eloquence they say what you feel. Beauty is capable of one who suffers. Transubstantiate your sorrow. And if you cannot, then rejoice. Suffering is what makes greatness, but you must stand against the wind though you feel it may destroy you. Fate smiles on those who cry tears of blood and who strive toward a lofty goal.
brother, i dont wxactly know what you are going though but. I love you my man, and everything will make sense again. I dont know when it will happen to any of us but it will. We need to believe it. i dont even know you but i know that you are loved. just hang on man, one more night. i know how it hurts. We will win this
If you have a close friend in your life, you could choose to share some of your thoughts with them--just start somewhere and see what you'll end up opening up about. Not only is it helpful to have someone (try to) understand you, but talking to someone also helps to sort out your thoughts. You might achieve more clarity and honesty with yourself. A bit of clarity--plus another person's perspective--can reveal ideas about yourself or other people that you'd never expect to realise. Sometimes, I can't possibly fathom that certain helpful ideas exist. Then, someone talks to me, I get to sort out my thoughts, or I find something to distract myself with (not my favourite option). After a while, positive ideas gradually find their way back into my brain. Please know this: it's okay not to stay strong. If possible, depend on others for support and perspective. And know that people do suffer. We tend to see others and think: Guh! This person's got everything figured out! I'm pretty certain that everyone suffers in some way. Hell, do proud people suffer! They've 100% got their own issues and obstacles and whatnot. Perhaps they've even felt similar to how you're feeling. btw it's great that you're sharing your story here!
The sun gracefully adorned the light blue sky making it absolutely breathtaking and awestrucking, as the sun rays played magic to those eyes who seek them. The rays of the sun as it sets becames much more beautiful as the colours became more vibrant as everything semmed to await this wonderful moment. As the sun sets, its rays shone direatly at her hazel brown eyes, making them seem more clearer and brighter than ever before. The warmth of the sun bathed her body and cleansed her soul while she walked steadily through the field of meadow which was lazily swaying abiding to each and every will of the wind .Her tip of her fingers brushed past the golden flowers with satisfactory as she walked against the whispers of the winds, causing her to feel a sudden chill . She closed her eyes and spread her arms as if she's hugging her dear ones who were once there but no more to be seen or heard. Therefore, finding comfort in the litting things around her fillds her void of lonileness in remembrence of those dear to her that have been long forgotten by others.
We are all eternally blessed and cursed to be alone. I understand it way better now that i am turning 17 by myself, watching my walls as if they were doing an amazing waltz. Its not about the bday or anything. Its just whatever i do, feel, escape, face, love, hate it will not change the outcome, the ending. It is impossible to run away from myself. Every lovely and not so lovely people that has been in my life, the ups, the downs, the heartbreaks, the moments i feel like i've found my soulmate, all, all is an illusion. A very deceiving illusion. Every person in my life is not bound to me, and thats how it should be. it just what it is you know. How pretty how smart how funny or how kind i am it does not matter, whatever i do, people i love will leave my life at some point, it is unchangeable, inescapable. That one specific person, which i want to believe thats different is no different at all. Am i different? probably not. This is life and its clearly not trying to be kind not like its trying to be rude either. its just unique. And the only way we can fully live it is through accepting it. So from now on i promise to myself; i wont depend on anyone about my happiness nor my sadness, i wont depend my sense and judgment on some peoples ideas. I will be unique on my own, just like life is. I will love myself, and love others a lot. Just like how i wanna be loved. Happy birthday me! How good to see you here, living. Take care!
My art, it is my body, it is the hardest thing to construct, but this has given me consolidation enough to push on, to be the best I can be. Thankyou ❤
Realmente quisiera poder dejar atrás todo aquello que me impide avanzar, sigo cometiendo los mismos errores y es algo realmente frustrante. Mi mente siempre ha sido mi peor enemiga y me llena de ira el ver mi inmenso potencial y no poder alcanzarlo por culpa de mis vicios, mis cadenas, que siempre que creo que estoy a punto de liberarme de ellas me atan con aún más fuerza. Aún no logro salir de mi abismo, pero espero algún día poder hacerlo...
To see his own potential not fulfilled, I can feel that very much. But we have to remind us, that there are also many people who fulfilled their passion late in life. There are allways chances, but they are not infinite.
Thanks , i really needed to hear the first one , it was so hard day and I don't have a body to share with , my problems , so I always put my headphones to escape from the reality
Voltar naqueles velhos tempos e me imagianr em um filme antigo de novo... Essa primeira música me fez pensar no quanto eu amo mesmo a arte. Eu amo essa música, obrigado por tudo.
Idegen. Úgy érzem, nem vagyok én idevaló, Duzzadó ajkak, bájos arc, De mit ér ha szíve fakó? Mire való? Merengek a léten, Egy idegen planétán, Èlni a mának ma még kár, Gyűjteni az érmeket, Felmászni a ranglétrán, Lám, lám az élet ezért fáj, De nem nekem, Megvetem, a felszínt Meg a kűlcsínyt, rettenet, Helyette, szerelmed kell nekem, Folytatom, ha kezdhetem Kötvények, iratok, számlák, papírok, Helyette egy virágot szakítok, És a kérdésem teszem fel, Látod magad, a szememben?
Thanks for this playlist, I was able to return to drawing again. I couldn't draw for almost 3 months before, I don't know why, I didn't feel inspired. I had no desire to draw. I had no desire to make art. Thanks to you ,this playlist inspired me :)
Enchantingly beautiful yet haunting…..the secret garden of fairy’s and elves no human was meant to know but stumbled upon…the place I should hope to lye down in lush grass and breath my last
I'm listening here, but I'm not sure that's I'm here, i can see my past and my previous experience.. i do love here... I'm facing a difficults... I'm happy.. but I'm sad.. maybe!! It's a circle that I'm in, meditation? Maybe , but there's always but, u can read my lines but not my feelings... she can... maybe...
Like a lost story Like a brush stroke Like a night wind Like a new born smile Like a burning wood And like a last heartbeat I draw, and i write In hope to find what lost What was a ghost spirit What was a right color What was a good choice What was a real once At the end The art will complete The clock will stop And the heart will stop Life will end And my last breath will be cold.. by: Me. (In hope to find what lost)
when you relate to another mental illness one too many times and ask yourself when does it stop, but you know, also, you can find happiness when not everything is fixed.
Thank you very much for 100k clicks, never thought this would reach so many people.
If you watched Arcane, you may like my playlist about victor slowly falling into madness: ua-cam.com/video/5gWXdGGrl1c/v-deo.html
You can also check out my new mix here about the beauty in tragedy: ua-cam.com/video/G_cG_qftbec/v-deo.html
And here is a playlist with everything I uploaded so far: ua-cam.com/play/PLgzk_VzURsPo4OpZBh78NAZlmKULzcSL9.html
Maybe there's something for you.
If you want, consider subscribing - I will create only a playlist tho, if I have an stubborn idea in my head.
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Thank you your video helps so much when I am writting.
victor who ?
It's beautiful. Might definitely prompt some images in my head :)
I've played for over 14 years pre-covid but lost my passion for music and felt pretty disconnected from it for a few years now. Stumbled on this mix at work today due to youtube autoplay and I'm in love with the themes and motifs in these pieces. Bought a staff notepad today and transcribing them so I can play around my town for people. Feeling great. Thank you :)
What good news! Never give up, keep playing. The passion will return. Enjoy life and music 😊
Very glad to hear. :) You can do it!
I pray your light never strays too far
Never stop playing please
@@thomasfernandez3567those are such beautiful and kind words. although not addressed to me, thank you for being here
"Do you realize what it means to be loved by a tired person? A person whose desire to form new relationships has faded away, but he excluded you."
This ;
@@NOPE-po2pq excluded as in excluded from the lack of desire to form new relationships, at least that's how I interpreted it.
No. Loved by a tired person means they await you to fill their tiredness all the time. So they drag you in to this loop hole of trying to impress the other person, but the other person doesn’t need to be impressed, they’re simply tired. You are never enough and are always at wrong if you try to take them out of the blank, by wanting something as simple as a wild flower, picked up whilst going to the meeting place. They are tired, and they tire you. I know. Because this was me and my partner for 2 years. I was firstly tired, so I dragged him in. Then he was tired, I felt responsible so I did everything but I became tired. Vise versa, vise versa, vise versa. Two years. We loved each other, heck, I still love him and probably always will. But we were too toxic for each other, so we parted ways... so it’s not as simple as that...
@@randomweeb6331 I was tired of being in bad relationships, first love was one sided, second relationship was to get over first one, so broke up with her before I get physical with her, didn't wanna have sex with someone I did not feel for. 2nd love turned out to be a gold digger, turned out she f-ed a lot of others too, while I did almost everything I could for her. All the things I had, my true love couldn't change a person's mind, my efforts couldn't change a person's mind, what else was there left in me to give. Started beleiving that there is no such thing as love, people just use each other, and it feels real at a certain age because it is new to us, as we grow together it ultimately fades away. I was still working hard for my family, only enjoyment in life was weed and alcohol, I partied every weekend, and my heart was stone cold, it actually helped me pick a lot of casual relationships at the place where I worked, I kinda became a F-Boy. Until I met this girl, at first I didn't give any attention to her, guided her with the same wisdom I had collected over the years on relationships, one day she told me that she loves me. She is younger than me, I tried explaining that there is no such thing as love and it feels real to you because you are getting these feelings for the first time. For the cold hearted son of a B I T * H I was, I used her, and left her multiple times, but in time I don't know how, she broke through my heart. I wasn't letting anyone in, but this girls put so much efforts for me, I knew she had fallen, once I realized that, I fell even harder. The same first love that I once felt has come back to me. I love this girl, we are in a relationship for over a year now, we hardly fight, even after being in this relationship for this long, the first thing we do is smile everytime we do a video call, it's kind of a reflex that cannot be controlled. My loyalty comes from within and I want to keep her as much happy as I could. I think she was only able to break through me because it was her who put in efforts because I was already tired of it from past experiences, and this was something, nobody had ever done for me. I feel one of the luckiest man in this world and she is my world.
@@randomweeb6331 why project
This painting honestly goes hard
"You're not what you feel.
You're not what you think.
You're not what you, or the others say.
You're not the music you listen or the friends you have.
But those things, little by little, compose who you are, and who you'll be.
So choose wisely, in a perfect balance of mind and heart.
Both can betray you sometimes, but your conscience knows how to equilibrate them in the truth... and a pure conscience never lies."
By: me.
Thank you for posting it
beautiful ;-;
@@reveygray Thank you so much!
@@mayanksahu2532 I'm happy that you liked it
I love it ❤️
I have been having a hard time focusing on my artwork lately. It's been hard to pick up a pencil or paintbrush, and I had no idea why. Listening to this little playlist made me tear up, and I made a sketch. Music is powerful, thank you for putting together this playlist.
Very nice. Keep up the inspiration. :)
I've been in the same boat lately. I feel like I'm losing my passion for art, and I find it hard to finish drawings, so then I just start another one, and another, and another. As I start new artworks, the time I spend for each piece lessens. I just don't have the motivation to do it for some reason.
@@ZurkyDurky000 Take a break from it and try to find a new hobby. After a while go back to art. Thats what helped me. I lost passion in art for almost a year so I found a new hobby, Photography and journaling. Few months passed and I decited to go back to art. And it worked. Im way more motivated to do art. Sometimes we just have to take breaks.
please share the sketch :)
one of the feeling that this music can express
Art is trully smth beautiful. Painting, sculpting, drawing, dancing, fashion, photography, music, poetry, novels... Art is everywhere, its so beautiful. You just have o find the right type that resonates with you. I just wish more people would apreceate art.
In science is also alot of art. Especially in math. I wish more people who appreciate art would appreciate math as an art - the elegance and beauty of structures you can discover and create. It's just not as easy to recognize like in the other disciplines you mentioned.
@@nayjer2576 I understand that strangely enough. But it really is. The way things can be created and how perfect they may be.
@@nayjer2576art and science, beauty, life and death, decay and rebirth, destruction is creation, creation is destruction.
It was such a precious moment to listen to these pieces. I feel connected to all of you reading this message. I hope you feel it too.
🖤
0:03 This first song reminds me of a puppet dancing with strings. A song that starts off with a slight sad undertone. I sort of see it breaking free around 1:01 Watching it flourish and for one moment feel hope. 2:00 Running for freedom and seeing it for the first time. It's within grasp just needing to grab hold 2:39. It showed me a whole story.
I have been seeing this playlist for a while. I never thought that I'll ever find a playlist that I deeply connect with until I listened to this. Thank you, UA-cam. For giving me this suggestion.
All of the comments that had a re-spark of doing what they loved made me feel like there is hope. I have been struggling a lot with my love for ballet. It has been very hard to deal mentally with the toxicity, judgment, and Body Dismorphia, naming a few. I have been debating whether I should quit, however there is something in me that is making me refrain; some little, thin flame trying its hardest to keep burning. It feels as if I am almost in denial that I feel my life would be better if I quit. But, the burden of feeling that I would have wasted all my pain, sacrifice, turmoil, blood, tears, sweat, and more for 19 years to just... give up... to give in... to submit... It's been hell trying to push myself every day to do things that will help me towards my goal. Even to the point where most days I can't even operate, I just shut down and do nothing the whole day because I am exhausted all the time. It feels like I'm clinging on... being dragged across the floor by a thin rope that I have been fighting to hold onto for so long that my bloody, slit hands already can barely have the strength to keep grip. I always feel as if I'm fighting time; trying to catch up and feel as if I'm never at the level I am supposed to be. I am striving to be perfect only to be let down and depressed that I can never achieve that perfection. It's an ongoing competition, a brawl with the flesh and soul, with the mind and heart, of wanting to be pure beauty and putting my body through the strenuous exercise only to think "its not enough." Always nitpick-ing every single detail about yourself that you see in the mirror and in pictures. It all builds up, and you think "it's never enough", "you can always be skinnier", "you can always improve". I've never related to a movie better than "Black Swan". I feel as if I'm going insane with all the pressure I put on myself. But, for some reason, quitting seems like a sissy way out. Something in me thinks we have a chance to get through the hardest time of my life and push through and get to the other side. Something in me believes we can do it. I don't know how or when things will get better. But, I have to believe and have faith that they will, and all the suffering, pain, and agony... will.. be.. worth it..
Soo, please tell me you're still keeping your flame lit?🙂 I was a ballerina but depression got the best of me and quit after 10 years of hard work. I still dance around my house and always rethinking of how i would go back to it, if i could. Wishing you all the success, and dance your heart out for us former ballerinas❤️ You are enough.
Never heard any one of this, but for some reason and for some reason my heart knows how the rhythm goes. It feels like after years I am listening to something familiar. It is just too beautiful. I have heard many things, song, music everything but for the first time I actually said that this piece was beautiful or is. I feel.. I feel like some missing thing in my life came back to me.
Really makes a feller reflect on themselves and the days they tossed away for others gratifications that ended up being for nothing.
What u mean?
The way i endlessly held on in hopes I'd one day be understood and loved
This music really makes you feel the art inside you
After 14 years of music and a post-COVID disconnect, finding this mix reignited your passion-that’s truly inspiring! Transcribing and sharing it with your town sounds amazing. Thank you for spreading the joy of music! 🎶❤✨
"I know how you feel, you are confused and lost, although you perfectly know how bad you feel, that everything is lost and the occurred changes will be for ever, you feel your ephemeral life will last less than what happened; stop torturing yourself with that past experience, that moment didn't seem like a good time, you didn't even wanted to be there, but now you compare it yo how you feel now, with what you have lived now, and think may be you even felt happy without even knowing it, but tell me, why getting stuck with what happened?
You perfectly know nobody will lift you and take you out of that hole which will end you, if the whole world conspires against you, if you stand up or not, it will only be your choice. Even if the world conspires at your favor, the choice to advance or not will only be yours. In our life our biggest enemy will always be our mind, our fears, and our insecurities, even if our way is fully lighted up, if your are afraid of taking the first step you will never advance; with the right torture any moment can be the worst, it can even makes us think the whole world is against us, that we deserve nothing and others deserve more those things. That is the true enemy we face and stop us in our actions we want to fix what is wrong in our lives, blinds our eyes making us think there's no reason to fight.
Why you don't see a reason to live? Because our live is so natural and random there's no natural purpose, we come to life just because two people meet, not because we come with a purpose, but that's the beauty of life, because we are who decides what purpose will our existence have, you feel with no reason to live because you have not chosen one and nobody will, only you decides what purpose will have."
Katherine Von Darcy, The Purple Lady (original story)
@@MELLYBABY-e9s uh?
@@MELLYBABY-e9s you literally couldn't be more wrong, I don't live in the united states, I live in mexico, which has never been known for being a good place to live. In the other hand, the us is not even a good place to live with all the economic crisis is going on
@@MELLYBABY-e9s ok(?
Who is katherine?
@@altairibn-laahad91 a character I did
Why does life feels worth living after hearing this masterpiece?
I can't stop overthinking but music is my friend all the time. It's heals my soul.
I’ve always been good at reading people. It’s something I developed after 10 years of my childhood trying to not be bullied. Learning cues and reacting and adapting to them. Though this sounds great, it sucks. You question yourself, your judgment and who you are because everyone else feels predictable. You know what you say will cause what reaction and instead of excitement, you see a percentage that you can alter. Relationships become fake, the feeling of your emotions and your thoughts begin to dissociate. It gets to a point where even if my parents died, I wouldn’t care because I can predict what I’d feel and thus, control it and adapt. Yet I wonder what now? When you seem to be the only one conscious in a group of unconscious individuals who speak to each other in such predictable patterns. Every word is a lie, because you don’t know how you even feel since you see feelings as a mere thing within your head. What a strange sad world we live in huh.
It was a losing battle anyways with all of the pain i had to go through
I never mastered acting correctly. I barely had the desire to. After all, I've always been worthless to everyone. Too authentic. Too empathetic. I feel the need to always play my role of the most freakish person in the room.
No not lies..
Does it help? When you were trying not to be bullied and laughed at and you adapted some sort of way to technique to help yourself. So did it help? Were bullies no longer able to torment you? Are you unaffected by hurtful words? Are you unaffected when you're laughed at? Does life not get exhausting? When you're unbothered, does it stops all jokes thrown out at you? Are people still good around you? When you neither feel pain nor happiness, then does it saddens your life? I'm sorry I might be too intrusive, asking so many questions.. But I'm so tired of weeping and hurting everytime when someone tries to evade my boundaries to joke.. More like laugh at me... I want to be out so I can stop this agony, this pain... I need to learn your way... At the very least I wanna know about this..
Everyone path in life is different does it mean that you are living correctly and everyone else that is not you is wrong? of course not it doesn't matter if we can't comprehend the path other people are choosing, the idea is to accept that and focus on your life make your life worth living and enjoy it, see the predictable patterns in yourself and stop seeing others because is just an escape for your mind that wants to focus in something that is not yourself.
you spoke my mind in great detail. Thank you
Oh.. wow, this caught me in the first 30 seconds.. its been a weird day. I needed this.
simple beat but it carries you away to somewhere you feel alone but full of hope..love it..
You are right 👌
This is the first ever playlist that I've played more than once or twice, it resonates to my feelings so well... it's now my favourite playlist on this app so far...thank you for your hardwork✨💖✨
I'll leave it be
You're mine to love anyway
I'd rather part my way
You're going to love me in my dismay
Ever since you felt my heartbeats
I let go of my heartbeats
You could sense my soul from possibilities away
I'll live for you my love
You gave my soul a way
I won't blame the moon
For it only lead me towards your way
Don't pass by me
I'll have to cherish my eyes even in vain
You're here my love
Right in the middle of my heart
I will promise to preserve it for you
Don't look for rhymes my love
I only rhyme with you
I'm oceans and i love you
"The fear of life and death,
The doom of living and dying,
How must we choose our paths?
Plan ahead of life or death,
How do we know when we shall live or die? It's all a matter of fate, what happens to us, whether we live or die, who will be alive to share that fate is toying with the hearts?"
"My dear, one must choose both, prepare for both and ultimately be ready for both and all outcomes"
"Are you yet ready?,as you say so"
"No, noone is and will be,it is by trying that we ever acheive such goals"
"So tryin is the goal after all?"
"What do you make of all the exams you've taken?"
"They test what we've learnt"
"As life tests do the same, see if you are willing to try"
"Then,will these thoughts ever stop?I mean...me being afraid of these-tests."
"Only if you are willing to face them,will you be free of such cages."
Source?
@@shahanasharmin4430 fabrizio romano
This feels like it was written by Eren smh 🥺
Can we be friends? :)
I've been trying to write down a specific feeling I've been feeling for a long time. Tried to describe, to let it take form in letters in front of me, so that I could finally see. Understand. An itch under my skin which cannot go away by simply scratching. An unending moment before a sneeze that will never come, torturing me every single day. I've been ignoring it for so long, because I could not put my finger on it and it only made me even more desperate. Angry, even. I shut it away. Did not know what I've been feeling since ever. I could not tell you. It was not nothing, but also not anything. It was something, but something so numbed it looked like a fuzzy image on a screen. So disconnected: from myself, from what I felt, from people and from everything. Even my own thoughts. It took me years to conquer it. But still, when I tried to face it and finally describe it, write it down, the words refused to come out like a clogged pipe. It only grew and put more pressure on me, the failure. I could not bring my focus on to think about it. It gnawed me from the inside. But tonight, listening to this for the first time, I somehow feel... clear-headed? Such tranquility of mind is something I haven't experienced for years. It's as if the parliament of my mind has ceased its vulgar dispute tonight. I can write freely, I feel it, and I think I'm finally going to write what I've meant to write for so long. I thank you for this playlist. I don't know what makes it more special than any other, but it did do something. I also appreciate the last one as a Turk myself. Have a nice day!
This music, and music in general, it brings me back, once again it helps with my academic passions and motivation.
There are (and probably always) moments where I feel hopeless or empty, but the music is one thing that keeps me around.
There are honestly too many things to list that went on to mention without sounding like a complaining bore.
However I appreciate this video's presence in my life.
Hi. im late but i would love to hear your story even if you sounded like a complaining bore
Like its comes from the heart deep inside, so softly and gently
Like the rain fast and slowly
Makes you feel sad and happy at the same time
Shortly like a miracle beyond the music ....
I'm playing a video game with this playlist on and I managed to enter a secret place full of light and so many books but no one around. It felt so natural and I sat down in a chair next to a giant clock in a moon shape with gold. Beautiful.
What is the name of the game
What game is that?
this song make me realize, that 1 day may feel like years, and years like a sigle day. Life is short, but we don´t want to accept our destiny. everything is where it has to be, and no matter what we do, everything will happen.
-A stranger with a big heart
I was journaling and I almost forgot I was listening to music. It just felt like I was hearing my own thoughts whispering to me and, as it turns out, when you feel like you’re drowning, its comforting to hear your own breath. Reminds you that you’re keeping your head up high enough.
7:24 is some of the deepest shit I've heard lately. It is giving me Goosebumps!
This playlist made me feel connected to music again as I haven't been so for a long while, now I'm so inspired to write my novel as well, thank u :)
Sitting in a darker room,
Staring at the wall without blinking for 5 mins or more,
Tears runnin down,
faster than ever.
Realisin that you want to end it all again and again and again.
They're back again.
And i really thought i could get away...
I look so stupid rn.. so.... desperate, trying to fix myself...
I often find true beauty in the
depressed
and
hopeless
mind
because the way it feels is never
accepted
or even talked about
except
rarely
in only a few places
I've only seen it once or twice
I've never related to something as much as this
Your music reminds me of Love Story, the film with all the beautiful and hard emotions that life gives us to think about.
5:02 is like a movie when an old man move out of his house that holds a lot of weight of memories that his and his daughter shared together and the way that he looks back and think about how thing could’ve been different if he save his daughter life, but now the man has to live with what his gotten now, and he can’t run away from the first that these nightmares will hunt him for what he couldn’t save, and that house was one good example for a memory he getting away, as he burn down that memory of the house
Right.
I feel the need to vent this frustration out
I'm lost. I'm confused. I don't know what to do. People only see the faked happy side of me. They think I live a bright life. I can't even focus on school anymore, I just pull out my phone during class and wait for the day to end. My teachers are noticing this and asks if something's going on and I just say too much stuff going on around the house. In reality, I'm envious of everyone else. The fact I got in the highest section of my grade level purely by luck just makes it worse. I'm around people beyond my level and I'm an imposter amongst them. They're struggling, but they have pure smiles, I can feel it. Mine just seem pure to a point no one can feel it's being faked, because I've been doing it for a while now. I blame society for me turning out like this. I don't even know who to believe anymore. Everything doesn't make sense, even me. My parents say they're proud of me, but I can't even be proud of small achievements I make.
If you, dear reader, needs a summary, I shall give you that.
I'm falling in despair, and my teachers notice it. I'm on my phone always overwhelmed by the sheer amount of things sorrounding me, and people say I can tackle it, but since there's so many of it, I don't know where to start.
I can feel the facade I've put up, the mask I've crafted, the sword and shield I forged to defend myself from the truth will soon be destroyed, but along it, the rest of me will shatter too. I've been lying so long for so many times that I don't even recognize myself anymore.
Struggle is granted freely to every person. Read the lives of the most remarkable individuals in history and there is always an underlying theme: they despair and struggle many times over that of others. Everyone doubts themselves. Don't blame society or your parents or any others. The blame lies with none. Find that which enthralls the fire of your spirit. All the happiness you see in others will one day fade away and they will feel what you feel. We have art so as not to die of truth. Write what you feel in a poem. It may in fact be shitty. Read the great poets and see with what eloquence they say what you feel. Beauty is capable of one who suffers. Transubstantiate your sorrow. And if you cannot, then rejoice. Suffering is what makes greatness, but you must stand against the wind though you feel it may destroy you. Fate smiles on those who cry tears of blood and who strive toward a lofty goal.
brother, i dont wxactly know what you are going though but. I love you my man, and everything will make sense again. I dont know when it will happen to any of us but it will. We need to believe it. i dont even know you but i know that you are loved. just hang on man, one more night. i know how it hurts. We will win this
If you have a close friend in your life, you could choose to share some of your thoughts with them--just start somewhere and see what you'll end up opening up about. Not only is it helpful to have someone (try to) understand you, but talking to someone also helps to sort out your thoughts. You might achieve more clarity and honesty with yourself. A bit of clarity--plus another person's perspective--can reveal ideas about yourself or other people that you'd never expect to realise. Sometimes, I can't possibly fathom that certain helpful ideas exist. Then, someone talks to me, I get to sort out my thoughts, or I find something to distract myself with (not my favourite option). After a while, positive ideas gradually find their way back into my brain.
Please know this: it's okay not to stay strong. If possible, depend on others for support and perspective.
And know that people do suffer. We tend to see others and think: Guh! This person's got everything figured out!
I'm pretty certain that everyone suffers in some way. Hell, do proud people suffer! They've 100% got their own issues and obstacles and whatnot. Perhaps they've even felt similar to how you're feeling.
btw it's great that you're sharing your story here!
This is so calming
The sun gracefully adorned the light blue sky making it absolutely breathtaking and awestrucking, as the sun rays played magic to those eyes who seek them. The rays of the sun as it sets becames much more beautiful as the colours became more vibrant as everything semmed to await this wonderful moment. As the sun sets, its rays shone direatly at her hazel brown eyes, making them seem more clearer and brighter than ever before. The warmth of the sun bathed her body and cleansed her soul while she walked steadily through the field of meadow which was lazily swaying abiding to each and every will of the wind .Her tip of her fingers brushed past the golden flowers with satisfactory as she walked against the whispers of the winds, causing her to feel a sudden chill . She closed her eyes and spread her arms as if she's hugging her dear ones who were once there but no more to be seen or heard. Therefore, finding comfort in the litting things around her fillds her void of lonileness in remembrence of those dear to her that have been long forgotten by others.
No it doesnt stop im tired anymore i cant handle it
Without music like this I can't paint since it's my inspiration for the peice.
Without a doubt, a beautiful list of these beautiful melodies, thank you very much for this list that hugs my soul ☆
Love “hugs my soul”. Beautiful words.
إن وجه الحياة قد يتغير بالمعنى العميق إذا فقط تغيرت قدرتنا على مشاركة مشاعرنا الإنسانية
We are all eternally blessed and cursed to be alone. I understand it way better now that i am turning 17 by myself, watching my walls as if they were doing an amazing waltz. Its not about the bday or anything. Its just whatever i do, feel, escape, face, love, hate it will not change the outcome, the ending. It is impossible to run away from myself. Every lovely and not so lovely people that has been in my life, the ups, the downs, the heartbreaks, the moments i feel like i've found my soulmate, all, all is an illusion. A very deceiving illusion. Every person in my life is not bound to me, and thats how it should be. it just what it is you know. How pretty how smart how funny or how kind i am it does not matter, whatever i do, people i love will leave my life at some point, it is unchangeable, inescapable. That one specific person, which i want to believe thats different is no different at all. Am i different? probably not. This is life and its clearly not trying to be kind not like its trying to be rude either. its just unique. And the only way we can fully live it is through accepting it. So from now on i promise to myself; i wont depend on anyone about my happiness nor my sadness, i wont depend my sense and judgment on some peoples ideas. I will be unique on my own, just like life is. I will love myself, and love others a lot. Just like how i wanna be loved. Happy birthday me! How good to see you here, living. Take care!
great lines, I felt that :)
hey, happy late bday, i'm also 17 and i liked your comment.
@@nayjer2576 thank you nay! appreciate it'
@@fml297 happy late bday to you too, im glad you did^^
@@duru1364 :)
under rated bro like I fell shit with this play list that you took the time out of your day to create
thank you
This one is crazy good.
You have a great taste of music! Thank you for this beautiful selection ❤
"sometimes happy moments hurt the most"
I can hear this music all my life , the rhythm is very professional it's really helpful and inspiring me a lot
thank you a lot these sounds bring me comfort
My art, it is my body, it is the hardest thing to construct, but this has given me consolidation enough to push on, to be the best I can be. Thankyou ❤
so sick!!!!!!
absolutely gorgeous!!!!!
Realmente quisiera poder dejar atrás todo aquello que me impide avanzar, sigo cometiendo los mismos errores y es algo realmente frustrante.
Mi mente siempre ha sido mi peor enemiga y me llena de ira el ver mi inmenso potencial y no poder alcanzarlo por culpa de mis vicios, mis cadenas, que siempre que creo que estoy a punto de liberarme de ellas me atan con aún más fuerza.
Aún no logro salir de mi abismo, pero espero algún día poder hacerlo...
To see his own potential not fulfilled, I can feel that very much. But we have to remind us, that there are also many people who fulfilled their passion late in life. There are allways chances, but they are not infinite.
Si logras salir como si no te aconsejo que lo escribas. Escribe todo lo que te sucede y sientes a modo de diario.
I think that the only thing in this world that can make me really think about life and realize my mistakes is classical music.
Phenomenal playlist, thank you.
Works like wonder. Thank you so much
Ah, studying to classical music really is the best.
Thanks , i really needed to hear the first one , it was so hard day and I don't have a body to share with , my problems , so I always put my headphones to escape from the reality
All my memories pass through my mind, also the memories that I may have had, I did not enjoy my life as it should have been.
Voltar naqueles velhos tempos e me imagianr em um filme antigo de novo... Essa primeira música me fez pensar no quanto eu amo mesmo a arte. Eu amo essa música, obrigado por tudo.
the beautiful side of youtube
Tenho 14 anos e amo as vibes destes tipos de musica, ser jovem sim, gosto de musica antiga ♡
Idegen.
Úgy érzem, nem vagyok én idevaló,
Duzzadó ajkak, bájos arc,
De mit ér ha szíve fakó?
Mire való?
Merengek a léten,
Egy idegen planétán,
Èlni a mának ma még kár,
Gyűjteni az érmeket,
Felmászni a ranglétrán,
Lám, lám az élet ezért fáj,
De nem nekem,
Megvetem, a felszínt
Meg a kűlcsínyt, rettenet,
Helyette, szerelmed kell nekem,
Folytatom, ha kezdhetem
Kötvények, iratok, számlák, papírok,
Helyette egy virágot szakítok,
És a kérdésem teszem fel,
Látod magad, a szememben?
Que bela escrita amigo
This makes my soul at peace, thank you 😊
Music is a black hole to the imagination
Church Bells Ringing when I locked eyes on this. 💖
🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔🔔
I really love this playlist! Thank you for making this!
the buildup to at 7:30 is insane made me feel somethin
I accidentally listened to this on 1.5x speed but I really liked it 😂 I recommend trying it haha
Thanks for this playlist, I was able to return to drawing again. I couldn't draw for almost 3 months before, I don't know why, I didn't feel inspired. I had no desire to draw. I had no desire to make art. Thanks to you ,this playlist inspired me :)
Enchantingly beautiful yet haunting…..the secret garden of fairy’s and elves no human was meant to know but stumbled upon…the place I should hope to lye down in lush grass and breath my last
Músicas que falam diretamente a nossa alma. Há algo além, há algo além ❤
Eu sinto o que você sente, eu sei o que você pensa - isso para?
I'm listening here, but I'm not sure that's I'm here, i can see my past and my previous experience.. i do love here... I'm facing a difficults... I'm happy.. but I'm sad.. maybe!! It's a circle that I'm in, meditation? Maybe , but there's always but, u can read my lines but not my feelings... she can... maybe...
So soul speaking.
Like a lost story
Like a brush stroke
Like a night wind
Like a new born smile
Like a burning wood
And like a last heartbeat
I draw, and i write
In hope to find what lost
What was a ghost spirit
What was a right color
What was a good choice
What was a real once
At the end
The art will complete
The clock will stop
And the heart will stop
Life will end
And my last breath will be cold..
by: Me.
(In hope to find what lost)
Behind every screen,
Human hearts await our care-
Let’s choose kindness first.
does it stop?
No, never!
Amazing...my perfect moment...thank you!
it's magical
You're amazing bro, thanks so much, works perfectly
I’m adjusting to the life of solitude. I may have many people around me. But no one who truly loves me for who I really am.
So delicate*+*... Thanks a lot :-)
when you relate to another mental illness one too many times and ask yourself when does it stop, but you know, also, you can find happiness when not everything is fixed.
"Does it stop?"
I ...
**sigh of tiredness**
Maybe not and maybe till our death i 'm no longer positive to what happen
wow man!it s perfectly
thank you❤️
Starry Night by Jordan Critz, nice edit!
El unico que funciona, GRANDEEEE!!!! sub merecida!
it will never be the way it was but it will forever be the way it was in your mind at least in my mind it will never change or will it.
I wish all of you listening to this were here with me. I feel like I'm fading away
We are with u in your mind
God bless you bro/sis. Really I am feeling right for last 1-2 days.
Thank You
Noup, it doesn't, it never will therefore my journey is to learn how to live with it. it never ends but it will never end me.
yea
You're a cool dude, thank a lot!
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Working ! Thank you so much. Very easy and without errors
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No and it will never stop
god makes my way there is no other truth
Beautiful music
hell to the yes
saaaaaweeeeeeeet