Timestamp!! Ylang ylang - fkj 0:00 - 3:55 Fallen down - Farizki 3:55 - 7:25 Apocalypse - cigarettes after sex 7:25 - 12:40 Space song - Beach house 12:40 - 18:48 Are u tired of me yet? - Fallen oceans 18:48 - 22:20 Black out days - phantogram 22:20
I just lost my mom about 2 weeks ago and it's painful. Also made me realise that the more I miss her, the more sometimes I forgot (for a few seconds) that she's gone forever. Almost called out for her a few times. Sorry if this is disturbing anyone trying to relax. Have a nice day to whoever reads this.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Losing someone so close to your heart must be excruciating. You should take time to grieve, and cry it all out if you have to. It must be so very hard, but know that she will always remain in your heart. :)
@@deadWu she did. And I'm glad i got to take care of her for a while and the whole family was by her side during her final moments. Thank you for your kind words everyone.
*Here's a little poem* Silence. We laid there. Not a word spoken. Our hands intertwined As we listened to nature hum its tune. She looked at me. Her eyes glossed over by moonlight. Mini jewels. She's beautiful. Do I deserve this? I love her. But I hate her. A stunning creature who puts Aphrodite to shame. Her voice sweet honey Blessing my ears. Hair identical to silk As it runs along the ground like countless rivers. Lips concealing sweet lies yet untold. The epitome of beauty. Do I deserve this? An angel on earth? The reincarnation of light itself? A delicate rose. Her thornes puncturing my skin But the smells to sweet. I can't get enough. I love her. But I hate her. What is love without hate? Just a mindless game of which I am dragged along Drifting endlessly in a sea of my own tears, Waiting for a fantasy that doesn't exist. Do I deserve this? Do I want to be free? No. I hate her. But I love her.
They lay in the woods beside me. I turned my head to look at them. They gazed up at the stars. "Beautiful, aren't they," they said. "Yeah," I breathed. An owl hooted nearby. Crickets played their chirping melody in the grass around us. "So far away from the loud city, it seems like I can see for miles." I muttered. A calm breeze blew by, and I wrapped my sweater around myself. They did the same, shivering a bit. "I don't want this moment to end." We both said in unison. EDIT: Part two; We drove back to our little overpriced apartment, taking all of the detours along the way. We stopped at a 7-11 for snacks. It was just us and the poor, tired employee. "Hey, look! Slushies!" they exclaimed. "Oh my gods I haven't had one of these since I was a little kid!" I jumped up and down in excitement. We got two slushies, one for each of us. They got green apple, and I got blue raspberry. We hung around that little old store for what felt like a miniature eternity, finding foods, drinks, and candies that reminded us of our childhoods. This, I thought, was perfect. When we eventually left, and got in the car, our favorite song was on the radio. We drove home in a state of pure, uninterrupted happiness. The hum of the city felt like electricity in our veins, the streetlamp light akin to millions of fireflies gathering to lead the way. This was truly perfect. EDIT TWO: Posted to Wattpad (cringe, Ik) with the title "Based on a RU-vid Playlist!". username is chemicalwingsoffire :)
• Перевод может быть в меру изменён. Он лёг в лесочке рядом со мной. Я повернула свою голову, чтобы посмотреть на него, а он уставился прямо на звёзды. "Красиво, не правда ли?", спросил он. "Да" - на выдохе ответила я. Мимо пролетела одинокая сова. Сверчки пели свою веселую мелодию в траве вокруг нас. "Так далеко от шумного города, здесь я вижу больше..." - тихо проговорила я. Медленно завыл прохладный ветерок и я укуталась в свой свитер. Немного помешкавшись, он сделал тоже самое. "Я не хочу, чтобы этот момент заканчивался..." - сказали мы в унисон. ______ Just translation for Russia/Ukraine/Belarus/... ♥️
I have a quote from a book I read recently that relates to this “To stand in front of a person who is your whole world and be told you are not enough. You are not the choice. You are a shadow to the person who is your sun.”
@@catherinefoos6839 You’ve peeked my interest. If you can recall, what book had this quote? I do appreciate it in advance. I hope to hear from you soon. =)
it’s raining really really hard outside rn and half the source of light in my room is the lightning outside the window. This is like, everything I needed rn. Have a nice day
my dog was my irl comfort character and after he died i find it really hard to cry bc im so numb but this playlist helped me cry even though im still tired
so, around June, I accidentally lost this video and tried to find this playlist in a RU-vid search, but I COULD NOT😭. and then a couple of days ago this playlist found me. thank you to the creator of this playlist, I adore you. this is still relevant. (by the way, I’m writing through Google Translator, sorry if there are mistakes here) thank you for your attention, I just wanted to share.💗
When I heard Fallen Down out of nowhere, I *knew* the rest of this playlist would be good. That song can make me feel so sad, so nostalgic, and very at peace at the same time. Thank you for including it and blessing us with this playlist as a whole ♡
Zuko is my comfort character, we don't have much in common, but every time I see him anywhere it makes me smile and feel better. I really want to give him a hug.
awww, I love Zuko too, he's such a lovely character ! although my comfort character is not him, it's steven grant from mcu, i absolutely feel the same about him, he heals me and he makes me feel safe
POV: You finally shifted, and your in your pure “imaginary” world, You did it, you finally escaped reality. You love shifting, you felt like it was a way to escape everything from the real world. When you finally woke up, Tears started running down your eyes, you can’t help but cry by how loved and happy you felt in your desired reality.. You wish you could go back, But you still have to live the life that you actually have.
I've always tried to do it but I just can't fully get there, any suggestions like, environment, time, stuff like that I've also heard you shouldn't do it on a school night, is that true
@@noramowrey738 all that stuff just depends wether you beleive it or not, you can shift on any night at any time in any conditions you dont even really have to do a method or anything just tell yourself your gonna shift and also try to remember that shifting is real and possible and you can do it. if youve ever mini shifted or somwthing, it feels like youre almost there and then youre immediatley transported back because you got distracted or interupted, you can shift to your dr just as fast as you accidentally shifted back from it just dont give up!!
My father died 2 years ago and we loved to go camping together. Just us two and the forest. This reminds me of him and I just imagine laying there with him. I really miss him
(i apologize for my not best grammar but eng is not my first language 🫡) A loud noise was heard and the doors opened. The subway was empty. Your mind was blank when you sat on your seat. Alongside rising sun, your face in you hands, tears kept running down. Uncontrollably. You just couldn't hold it in anymore. You just read the last chapter of your novel. All the emotions filled up with you, all the memories. For some people they might just be a bunch of unimportant characters and you were just pathetic, crying over someone who doesn't even exist. But for you they were like home, like a salvation from all of the reality. Everytime someone told you "They're just characters!" you were either crying or shouting to them to shut the fuck up and stop talking bullshit. They were more precious to you than some people who exist. They were like your family, friends. One of them especially felt like it was you. Read to escape reality. Read to live. Reading was your way of surviving. But the thing that your novel ended in subway while you're in one felt like a complete joke from fate. Yet there you were, crying through laughter. "Oh Jeez... haha..That fool..." you smiled, tears strimming down. "You stupid man... I hate you..." "Who do you hate that much? Are you crying or laughing because it's kind of confusing..." a cheerful voice echoed. You raised your face relesing it from hands. There was a man cheerfully smiling at you. "You calmed down?" he asked, once again in his soft voice. He looked familiar. Too familiar and beautiful for you to forget. You felt like you saw him a lot of times. Then it hit you. He had that white fucking coat. That one coat made you realize. And the rest just came. It was him. The person who was you friend, your family, and the most important person in your damn life. The person who was just like you, different in some aspects but still. He too was a reader. "Kim Dokja...?" i asked. " Yes dear. It's nice to finally meet you." Then he smiled again. It made your heart beat faster, and new tears followed down your cheeks. You came towards him slowly, scared that it was all an illusion, a dream. You wanted to poke him but he was faster. He spread his arms with a huge smile. "Come here (Y/N)!" I was standing there some seconds until i finally run into his arms. Crying now loudly. Wetting his white coat in your tears. "It must have been so hard for you!" I shouted throught sniffs. "You know how many times I wanted to smack your head!? Your stupid ideas! Just get some rest you stupid squid! You're not alone!" " You're not alone too!" He shouted back, he squeezed me harder. The you felt drops on your shoulder. He too was crying. "I saw you struggle too!" "Comparing to your struggles, mine was nothing..." you mumbled. Suddenly he took my face in his hands and squeezed my cheeks. "Don't compare your own struggles to someone's! Everybody struggles in different way! There's no 'he struggles more'! YOU are important too!" There it was. You were crying. Again. Harder than before, in his arms, listening to him saying comforting words. " I really love you and want you happy..." "I love you too (Y/N).. and I want you to live best of your life..." I hope there are some ORV fans...
Imagining Marie (humanized, so she doesn’t get splatted by the rain) holding me close and gently swaying back and forth with me… she reminds me everything will be okay, that I’m able to get through anything… I try to hold back tears and utterly fail, so she carefully strokes my cheek and wipes away my tears… I bury my face in her chest, she smells like calamari and trees… she takes my hand and tells me that she loves me more than anything in the whole world, and kisses me on the forehead before disappearing, leaving me to my own thoughts and tear-stained face… I love you, Marie… stay fresh out there, wherever you are right now…
Oh, this beautiful playlist inspired me to create a little aesthetic story! 🏹 Rain. Loud silence in the endless forest We lie in a clearing and look at the constellations The sound of a waterfall Her beautiful voice... I stood up and looked at her I smiled at her and she smiled at me Her pupils sparkled like diamonds... I got closer to her face Even closer... And.. I kissed her Her sweet lips are like Cupid shot into my heart To everyone who listens to this delightful playlist, enjoy listening! And whoever reads this, love yourself, you are beautiful!
"Isn't it peaceful?" They asked. "Yea, i wish we could come here more often." Thats what i said, but I lied. I mean I really do wish to come here more often but it's not really peaceful, all i can think about is how to stay here... forever. Cause I know this is all gonna be gone when i wake up...
Decided to make a character, their personality turned out to be more likely to me that how i wanted them to be, they are my comfort character and i have drawed myself with them many times when im sad or just not feeling comfortable with my body or just not comfortable (i'm trans male but i have this profile as i use it to comment on my mom's videos but i have a second acount that i use the pronouns that i feel comfortable with) i will now describe them: Short boy with really messy hair and always likes making everyone happy the aesthetic they use is "cottagecore" and use it to their clothing made by themselves, they use the pronouns "he/him" or "they/them" they will feel uncomfortable being called other pronouns or even asumed his gender you can likely use their different pronouns at any time, also he covers his eyes with their hair and if they feel comfortable or trust you will show you their eyes. Their personality is a very energetic but calm person it depends at what person he is talking to, but mostly calm if doesn't know somebody also very sensible but loves horror can see other people suffer around them and think they are the ones making them suffer and has really big anger issues and trustissues as they got really bad traumas with those things, yeah i know my personality is really bad- lol i ended making a really long thing, that no one is gonna ever read and they are just gonna reply "Bro just writed a esay" and think its funny lol- well goodbye
Thank you for creating this playlist, I'm going through difficult times in my life mainly due to anxiety and these songs just calmed me down in an inexplicable way.
why apocalypse with rain sounds sounds like the most comfort hug ever. that one which can be only in your mind when you are around to sleep thank you for this playlist. it's cold outside, but i miss rain so much and that's why i'm here
you were with them. you were happy you got to spend your time with them, you didnt wanna let this moment end yet. " i love the rain so much. " they said you replied saying " i love the rain too. " they gave you a warm smile " what do you think? " you look at them with a confused look and said " huh? what do i think about what? " they gave u another warm smile and said " its nothing. " they slowly held your hand. but you didnt notice it because you were lost in your thoughts deep down thinking about what they said seconds ago. you both went silent for awhile. not just some awkward silence the sensation of calm silence. until they spoke " ive been wanting to tell you something. " you just stared at them and said "go on tell me. " they take a deep breath before saying something that will forever be on your mind. " i have a few days left. and i just wanna say that im glad i meet you. " you stared at them for awhile trying to process what they said. " what? " you said " i only have a few days left to live. i wanna tell you that i fell for you deep down im hurting so much i wanna spend my time with you abit longer but im afraid i cant. " your heart aches hearing those words. " why..? " tears swelled in your eyes " why didnt u tell me earlier?.. " they replied " forget about it im gonna die soon. " ... " NO! I WONT ALLOW THAT.. please .. " your voice becomes all shaky " im sorry if i cant stay any longer with you but ill cheerish every single moment ive spent with you. you really did make me the happiest person on earth. " you stared at them with tears in your eyes. your heart keeps aching, you were hurt. " please dont cry when im gone. i dont want you to cry. " once again you couldnt speak.. " i love you. " that was the last thing he/she said to you.
whats hilarious is i read this, imagining my comfort character, (like i have with all the stories) and then i got to the "i fell for you deep down" and i got scared bc my comfort character is an 8 year old fox- nothing against your story, your story is amazing and such, but i just that that it was funny.
I remember dreaming about this one guy back when i was like 15, he has the most beautiful and brightest smile i will ever see in my life. It was a blurry and hard to remember dream, i remembered just going inside an unknown room and saw him playing video game, I then walked over and took my phone but then i tripped and well landed on him (not like crushing down or anything but rather like kabedon?) then a random person just entered the room and saw us. I blushed hard while he just laughed, i don't know why but i feel like i could hear his laughter.. it was just so sweet and gentle. Yet then i woke up, i tried and tried to fall asleep and be able to meet him again.. But i was never able to.
Being in the rain, they laughed and danced. They loved each other so much that they didn't care what was going on around them. Until one pitiful day, the beautiful young woman died from an arrow while both lovers escaped from their city that was engulfed in flames by the enemy. The sad lover of a beautiful young woman hugged her, She was beautiful, beautiful, wonderful, with that dull look. He wept bitterly for his deceased beloved and from that hill he watched his town in flames, he swore revenge against the enemy kingdom... He continued to visit that beautiful place, the special place where he went with his beloved, whom he still remembers with regret and sadness...
Feeling the breeze sway with the grass around, feeling the chilly dew of the night set upon as you look up into the boundless beyond, you feel as if your floating, the chill numbs your senses and you smell fresh dirt and hear the sound of silent crickets chirping melodies of peace. And just in this moment, you know everything is gonna be ok.
Me and him lay in the dark. I talked about the day we had. Ideas of what I am doing tomorrow fill the dark sky. I asked him softly," You never do talk, do you?" He shakes his head. I barely see the motion he makes, from it being so dark. I look over at him,"Can't you just talk for me? Just one time?" He smiles. I see his white teeth. It brings me joy, knowing that he is thinking about me. Even though it is dark, I can feel his blue eyes staring clear through my soul. My mind races. Will he shake his head once more? Will he say yes? Is his voice deep? Does he have an accent? Is it just like all the other hylians? Is his voice smooth and clear? I wonder all these wonderful thoughts. He opens his mouth. His voice... clear as water, smooth as a silk cloth, comforting as a warm blanket. He talks. I don't hear the words he says. All I hear is him. No birds, no rustling, just him. He puts his warm, strong arm around my head. I feel the pricking of the brown leafs and pine needles we lay upon.
:O I’m speechless… Right when you said this comfort character doesn’t really talk. I LITERALLY RIGHT AWAY KNEW WHO IT WAS! Link’s character is just pure. He never boasts about anything, he’s gentle towards people, he has a big soft side to him, and he deals with trauma which is super sad. Even though he goes through all the regrets and pains in his life, he still is willing to help people, no madder the circumstance ❤
@@This.Is.Spruce Awww! Your words lightened my day! Especially your story about him. You should be an expert poetry writer, that’s a talent not many people have! Your amazing yourself, girlie 👏👏👏
I really appreciate the person that made this, every night before I go to sleep I have panic attacks and I just sit there in till I cry myself to sleep in till I came to this video tysm I truly hope you understand how much this helped and made me feel.
*POV (comforting your comfort character) :* *[Indications :* *Y/N = your name (female reader)* *C/C = your comfort character (male character)]* The beauty of the stars in the sky. The soft sound of car wheels on the concrete. The coldness of the fresh night air. The warmth of C/C’s body on the driver’s seat. Y/N studied his features, her eyes glimmering with a soft and delicate concern as she offered her hand for him to hold. His eyes were focused on the road, dozens of emotions written on his face, pain, sorrow, exhaustion, hopelessness, and so much else. His body was tense, and he was seconds from breaking down. He moved slowly and reached for Y/N’s hand, squeezing it in his and releasing a faint sigh, as if her presence was a reminder that everything would be fine. She intertwined their fingers together and brought his trembling hand to her lap, reaching down with her second hand to rub it softly and ease some of his tension. They sat in silence for a while, and if the woman on the passenger’s seat noticed the tears sliding down C/C’s cheeks, she didn’t say a word about it. They were far away from the chaos of the city when the car stopped and they got out, stretching and massaging their sore legs. The only sound breaking the silence was that of their footsteps on the concrete as they walked to a small convenience store. Not a word was spoken as they wandered through the aisles in search of a midnight snack. She'd accepted the silence in the car, but it had come to no longer be comforting and she was wondering who would be the first to break it. It was only when they sat back on their seats and hit the road that he spoke. "...I'm sorry." He said in a quiet voice, eyes on the road, trying to avoid looking at her. Her chest felt cold. It felt full and yet devoid of air. This wasn't the discrete, lingering kind of sadness that leaves you wanting to be left alone. No, she wanted to scream. She wanted to rage at the unfairness of the world until she was nothing but an empty shell. She took a deep breath and swallowed. Now was about him. She would focus on that later, because he didn't need to deal with her feelings, not at this moment. No, now he needed her to be strong for him. "You shouldn't have to apologize. I don't want you to apologize, I... Getting involved into that mess was my choice, not yours. It's not your fault. If you're going to go through this, then I'm going through it with you, okay ? Together. I'd do it all over again even if I could go back in time." "It's unfair ! You shouldn't have to go through this, you didn't do anything !" C/C argued, but she didn't let him speak one more word. "YOU didn't ! You shouldn't have to go though this either ! Just... Let me be there for you, damn it... You don't have to go though this alone. I don't want you to go through this alone. It's you and I, always, even if it sucks sometimes. I wouldn't have it any other way." He tried to swallow it in, but he couldn't. He couldn't hold on anymore. He brought his hand to his mouth and let out a heartbreaking sob. The car parked clumsily at the side of the road. A second sob, then a third one, and Y/N watched as he broke down in front of her. "You have to talk to me, C/C." She whispered desperately. "You... Never tell me anything. I can't help you if I don't know how you feel, so... Help me out over here, alright ? I just, I want you to be okay." Several minutes passed. She let him take his time. "I..." He started, but his voice cracked and he coughed. "I can't bear this anymore, I'm not... It's too much, way too much. I've been feeling so alone, I... Where do I even start, there's so much to say..." "We've got time." Y/N extended her hand and he grabbed it gently, giving it a squeeze. "Tell me everything." C/C looked at her with a sad smile. "Thank you, Y/N. Thank you."
Pov: you're a winged humanoid person. After a long day of flying with your flock, some of you decided to return to the tree houses ,but you and your friends decided to fly to the ground and just lie there talking about anything that comes to your mind.
“I’m always going to be here for you, my son, I will never leave.” My Papa Held my hand in his. I felt tears pricking my eyes. “I am always here.. even when you cannot see me.” Suddenly the image of the forest was gone, and I could no longer see Papa, my small bedroom came into view. I was sat on my bed, my ugly Wheelchair clogging my view; I turned my gaze to the wall, wishing I could go back to the forest where Papa was waiting for me, where the pain in my legs seemed to cease. “My Papa is in my head..” I told myself, “I have a real father, I don’t need an imaginary one..” I heard his voice again.. “We’ll meet in your dreams… don’t blame yourself.”
Apocalypse You leapt from crumbling bridges Watching cityscapes turn to dust Filming helicopters crashing In the ocean from way above Got the music in you, baby Tell me why Got the music in you, baby Tell me why You've been locked in here forever And you just can't say goodbye Kisses on the foreheads of the lovers Wrapped in your arms You've been hiding them in hollowed out pianos Left in the dark Got the music in you, baby Tell me why Got the music in you, baby Tell me why You've been locked in here forever And you just can't say goodbye Your lips, my lips Apocalypse Your lips, my lips Apocalypse Go and sneak us through the rivers Flood is rising up on your knees Oh, please Come out and haunt me I know you want me Come out and haunt me Sharing all your secrets with each other Since you were kids Sleeping soundly with the locket that she gave you Clutched in your fist Got the music in you, baby Tell me why Got the music in you, baby Tell me why You've been locked in here forever And you just can't say goodbye You've been locked in here forever And you just can't say goodbye Ooh, oh When you're all alone I'll reach for you When you're feelin' low I'll be there too
Kirishima’s my comfort character. I relate to him, he’s so cheerful and kind. He regrets his past decisions, he could’ve helped. But, he didn’t. Out of fear, i just want to give him a hug. If only he existed. Thank you for making this.
I have so many CC’s that idk what to do anymore. What hurts the most is realizing they will never exist. Sometimes you have to wake up from your day dream and realize they’re not real.
Have you ever felt so lost, so unloved, so left behind and you've cried for so long but then one day, you realize, I could literally get lost, and no one would look for me, change my whole life and trajectory and no one would care. If anyone does care and speak, I'd ask where they've been for the past 4 shitty years of me life, nights of caressing the knife, thank goddness I had no fing gun. it's time to run away from home, live in the forest and grow a heart of stone and a rock hard will to be successful and live alone, for I was ready to be sought out by a people who did not call for me, I said I'm here, I'm here but all I got was crickets and depression. Who needs friends anyway??
I am just going to write without knowing a destination. Destinations or goals are fleeting but have so much power in who we become. Whether these are goals for your day or your life. Knowing the destination is one thing but recognising when you have arrive takes time. There is no google maps directing us in this life. No one to reliably say, "you have arrived at your destination". Instead we are left to make these judgements and know when it is time. We don't know what it will look like when we reach it. Instead it is the journey we take that develops this perseverence and growth to this mysterious and exciting moment. The people, places and moments leave this mark which makes the destination so much sweeter. We could and will be asked to take a u-turn or turn back. That is ok. No matter how we get there you will get there.
There are so many topics I want to talk about, time, love, growth, romance, patience, anger, neediness, forgiveness, and a person itself. Time itself is unfathomable. The shattered clock still ticks against a sheer but bold wall. Love is forever and mistaken for the word “like.” She loved me when it was convenient for herself, I scratched my brain raw trying to figure out why I could not be a priority. Growth is after change always and the words themselves are interchangeable. Like a tree, I watched as time made her even more beautiful and when winter hit it was just a reminder that spring was right around the corner for her once more. I still don't fully understand romance. I sat while wishing and praying for romance, never fully knowing what I was hoping for but constantly feeling like it was right to ask for something that special. Patience is probably the most important trait to have and everyone claims they do yet that's never true. I waited in that same spot every day and whenever she showed up I would try to spark up the same conversation about what she was doing and how it made me feel yet every day she never tried to fully listen and understand my point of view, yet when the next day comes I would still come back and wait in that same very spot. random little thing I have been writing that I thought maybe someone will appreciate or use:)
Sometimes laying on a hill with no one there but yourself and nature, as it rains you can just think all you want of all your problems, and cry however long you want sounds like a really good idea.
The tree canopy filters the last of the setting sun. A pallet of beautiful colors mixed in the sky. Thousands of stars sparkling against the dark sky. A symphony of crickets and wind. A slight mist hanging in the air. All giving me an ethereal look. I want to be here forever. To never leave. Always stuck in my dreams and memories. Still swept in the past. Wonder of what the future awaits. Yet still in the present.
today, i wanted to eat: a (metal pipe) so i went to a store, that sells (metal pipe) and then, i went home with the (metal pipe) and then ate, the (metal pipe)
we stopped in the middle of the forest and lay down our heads on tree trunk while watching the sky pouring . The downfall fell slowly and the smell of wet earth was everywhere . I looked at him , his eyes closed his hair soaked, he looked peaceful . I stared at the low and rise of his chest , the curve of his neck , the high Cheek bones and the straight nose . He was beautiful and i couldn't take my eyes of him. He looked like sort of Greek god , Apollo would despise him and Aphrodite would send after him . As i was caught up in my dishevelled thoughts he opened his eyes to meet my gaze and I immediately felt the blood rushing to my cheeks . "It's calming isn't ? i wish we could come here more often." i nodded and said to my self "if only you were real."
This makes me think about my childhood. And how I used to run around all day not caring what a single person in the world thought about me, but now judgement is one of my biggest fears, we all can't wait to grow up until you wish you could go back.
