#maisie peters

the signs as songs from Maisie Peters “You Signed Up For This”

aries: volcano

taurus: boy

gemini: i’m trying (not friends)

cancer: you signed up for this

leo: brooklyn

virgo: talking to strangers

libra: tough act

scorpio: villain

sagittarius: psycho

capricorn: hollow

aquarius: love him i don’t

pisces: outdoor pool

carlytayjepsen:

I can’t stop, even if I wanted to….

psycho by maisie peters and maniac by conan gray are siblings

I see stars through my window, two of them. One shines bright and higher, while the other dim and lower. Light years apart, but appear not so distant to my eye. Trying to convey to me that it doesn’t matter if they really are far apart, a third set of eyes will always picture them together, ever so slightly moving towards each other for ages, with the twinkling winks, despite the *space* between them. In a futile attempt to unite. But…

they teach me perseverance.

-JS

Everyone is pretentious

Everyone is a hypocrite

You are not the only one who is, or who isn’t —

-JS

You could love someone as much as you want, but, That Love exists because of this nucleated core of hatred seated dormant within you. So does Hatred survive on this tiny, but effective piece of love somewhere in you. It is basic symbiosis. They feed on each other. Which is why there is not one without the other.

You said you had DARK circles.

But when I looked, all I could see is a mark of profound knowledge and ideals. A trophy for all those late hours spent reading and the subtlety of underestimating your own achievements.

I was practically stunned dead at the moment !

-JS

Look at how the moon so silently pulls the ocean towards itself. How cleverly brave it is to seduce this massive bulk of water. The crests of the waves reaching out to it as if diving in for a kiss. While the moon shines where it is, with adamant refusal.

~JS

I was watching a film. And this song started playing in the bg. I swear I was literally two words into the song when I realised it was this artist whose one song I was so obsessed with. He might not be very popular but that’s the thing. His voice is unique.

Mystery of Love (Sufjan Stevens)

Online school is just WOW ! (if you can think of it)

I can just wake up from sleep and attend a lecture within seconds. Turn off the camera, so no one can see my weary face. Mute the mic, and sing along the spotify playlist that’s playing in the background. Quote stuff on a muted mic during ongoing classes.

And the best of all, record a lecture to watch later when my brain is too lazyyy to study.

This is probably the best thing that happened this year…

I mean no offense to all those *kissers* out there.

What does a kiss have to mean. It’s literally two mouths coming together for what…a fleeting experience which shall grant you eternal bliss ? Oh it sounds worse with the tongues into play.

Are people really walking the earth to be romantic about someone’s saliva ?

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Finnish PhD. Hholders are given a sword and a hat during a *Conferment Ceremony*. How more enticing could it be !!

This is enough motivation for me to study

“Wish I could tell you by now that I felt more indifferent…Catch myself thinking about you more than I should”

~Gracie Abrams (Stay)

“If you ever foolishly forget : I am never not thinking of you”

~Virginia Woolf

Me *confused* : Should I be proud of something like this or just regret it ??

“We all will die someday. But what is it like dying in oblivion. Not being able to do certain things in your lifetime. Not being able to read that one book or watch the one movie or listen to that song. Not being able to get to know that person well. That pain strikes different … Live like the world is ending tomorrow ”

~JS

Does anyone associate songs with different life experiences ? For me, it’s like one song reminds me of a vacay trip from last year, another one blows off the dust from a childhood memory. Some just make me question why I’ve ever been sad, while others are just dozes of happiness. Some motivate me, while their rivals make me more sappy.

A few songs make me reminisce how good people have been to me, while others just make me want to delete the same people from existence.

Ok, photographs, Videos and Voice recordings are good memories, but songs – I tend to associate my life with them so much so that they are *MY SONGS***

my favourite concerningly depressed females in a playlist