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Just imagine sneaking out and listening to this in an empty parking lot in the middle of the night with your best friend while playing with a random store cart. that would probably be the peek of my life ngl.
Love this slowed version! This really reminds me of playing with my friends when I was younger. One of my teachers said how creative we were, running around the playground and making up stories. The swings weren’t swings, we were flying in the clouds. The pavilion wasn’t a pavilion, it was a home. I just miss the old memories.
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it feels and sounds creepy. It’s like a ghost who regrets committing suicide.
this gives off adult swim at 4am vibes
This song really touches ur heart if u been through this
imagine listening to this song with headphones on in an empty cold bus while you stare out the window seeing all the raindrops and trees
This song is actually kinda sad
just to be a kid again :(
This made me realize how I should apréciate being a child right now
Vapor wave vibes to keep me from dying inside
i just lost a close friend of mine im devastated.
This sums up my emotional state for the last 4 years. It feels better to daydream then to see how bad reality is sometimes.
I rather sleep than stay awake, felt😔
Just imagine sneaking out and listening to this in an empty parking lot in the middle of the night with your best friend while playing with a random store cart. that would probably be the peek of my life ngl.
Underrated
Song: is made
Love this slowed version! This really reminds me of playing with my friends when I was younger. One of my teachers said how creative we were, running around the playground and making up stories. The swings weren’t swings, we were flying in the clouds. The pavilion wasn’t a pavilion, it was a home. I just miss the old memories.
Hamburger
Imagine hearing this randomly play in your house when you're home alone
Shark Poggers
I want to be kid again and cry to memories.