#golden child lyrics

[buruzami]

"Don't you know there's suffering Don't you know this is humanity Don't you know what the truth is And why we are here" … "So, now you know that this is for real Child, don't you know Don't you know that I love you"

[cherrythepiratefox]

tell me why a fucking fnaf song is so relatable....

These days I don't feel like myself anymore

I've grown distant with who I used to be

But I am your daughter, do you love me still?

Even though the things I do could make you ill

If you cared, but that's thing, I guess you don't care

I was not the kind of girl who would've thought of killing

Oh, but yet here I am

Have I become him?

I am scared to admit I might be crazy

I don't understand these urges

What is happening to me?

[officersnickers]

It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me

[mermaidinthecity]

Sure, we're making good money thesе days, but we ain't making babies. Trying to figure out how we're gonna do both is driving both of us crazy. When does giving each other grace turn into too much space? When does time run out on saying we got time? Yeah, I'm chasing my dream, but the man of my dreams is three states over. And it's heavy on our shoulders. A few more miles down the road. Hope we reach that milestone but we're getting older. And damn, I wish I knew how to hold onto all of this without letting go of you. You, you. You, you. Yeah, I'm chasing my dream, but the man of my dreams is three states over, riding that same rollercoaster. A few more miles down the road 'til I reach the next milestone and I'm getting closer. But damn, I wish I knew how to hold on to all of this 'cause I wanna hold onto all of this without letting go of you.

Letting Go Of You by Meghan Patrick

[hellomystraightlacedfriend]

But there's fire burning in your bones tonight Desire hiding in your glowing eyes

Look through the glass to the other side

[chadlesbianjasontodd]

absolutely UNFAIR that still after all this time my favorite versions of three of the child ballads are off an 11-track album that one english singer released 17 years ago before abruptly dropping off the face of the earth forever (i don't think he's dead, i just can't find absolutely anything on him at all). unfair!!!!

this version of "the outlandish knight" is particularly Better Than All Others, it has this kind of dark and spare and haunting quality and the lyrics are especially good. the description of the murderer's death!! in most versions the king's daughter asks him to turn his back while she takes off her expensive clothes; in some, like this one, she asks him to cut down the nettles hanging by the brim of the water.

but in james raynard's version the murderer's fate is paced differently. when he goes to cut down the nettles, "how they did tangle all in his long hair and how they did scratch his lily-white skin" -- that same erotic description the lady used for her own prospective fate, but it's slower and satisfying. and then, like penelope's strong hands in the odyssey, she "has picked him up so skillfully and she has pushed the false knight in." in a lot of versions he agrees to cut the nettles, or bobs up and down in the current and pleas for mercy, but in this version he doesn't have the chance to say a word: that same silent death as all his former victims. (don't get me wrong i love the versions where she "picks him up round his waist so small" etc but. the pacing!!)

also the fact that the parrot that sort of stands for her father is, like her, named "polly"; raynard puts two fictional "bad cats" clawing at the cage instead of one.......AND he sings the first verse in the first person as the king's daughter..............

[i-write-stories-not-sins-bitch]

‘Little Miss Perfect’ just gives such Steve Harrington vibes.

It’s just him.

[fakemonalisa28]

Swifties for father day listen to Taylor’s unreleased song called “Brought Up That Way” and feel free to cry

Your welcome

[kpoplrcfiles]

[Single] JOOCHAN (주찬) - Still Thinking About You (어떤가요)

[Single] JOOCHAN (주찬) - Still Thinking About You (어떤가요) Release Date: 2024.02.18 Genre: Ballad Language: Korean Track List: 1. 어떤가요 Download .lrc file here:

JOOCHAN – 어떤가요Release Date: 2024.02.18Genre: BalladLanguage: Korean Track List:1. 어떤가요Download .lrc file here:Link 1

[audiophiliacfan]

[Verse 1: Jibeom, Daeyeol] I just wanna taste, taste, 음미해 다시 돌아오지 않을 순간 I don't wanna, waste, waste, waste my time 깊은 구덩이 속에서

[Pre-Chorus: Jaehyun, TAG] 난 어두워 눈을 뜨지 못해, dark 불빛이 없는 밤 좀 서툴러진 bye 이젠 미련이 없어 더

[Chorus: Joochan, Seungmin] Feel me, 나를 느껴봐 지금 now 피하지 못한다면 받아들일게, yeah 이미 나는 완벽해 지금 이걸로 Give me, give me, 네 사랑 그거면 돼 Feel me, 나를 느껴봐 지금 now 어쩌지 못한다면 웃어넘길게 이 모든 순간이 완벽하니까 Feel me, feel me, 지금 now, 그거면 돼

[Verse 2: Jangjun, Bomin, Jibeom, Donghyun] Let's go Come on, 이리 와, 같은 춤을 춰 같은 노랠 불러 같은 옷을 입어 세상을 가진 듯한 기분이야 이건 금은보화도 돌처럼 대할 수 있어 지금 Don't think about bad situation 멀리 있는 건 예뻐 보이더라 우리 같이 만드는 거야 지금 이 순간보다 중요한 것은 없으니까

[Pre-Chorus: Bomin, Jangjun] 어두워 눈을 뜨지 못해, dark 불빛이 없는 밤 좀 서툴러진 bye 이젠 미련이 없어 더

[Chorus: Seungmin, Joochan] Feel me, 나를 느껴봐 지금 now 피하지 못한다면 받아들일게, yeah 이미 나는 완벽해 지금 이걸로 Give me, give me, 네 사랑 그거면 돼 Feel me, 나를 느껴봐 지금 now 어쩌지 못한다면 웃어넘길게 이 모든 순간이 완벽하니까 Feel me, feel me, 지금 now, 그거면 돼

[Bridge: TAG, Donghyun, Bomin, Jaehyun, *Seungmin*, **Joochan**] Can you feel me? 환상 속에 Can you feel me? 느껴졌던 Can you feel me? 너의 온기 그게 날 어둠에서 꺼내주었어 또 겨울이 와 추워진대도 난 알아 어차피 봄은 또 온단 걸 *I love this moment, 온전히 난 숨 쉬어* **하루 이틀이 지나 일년이 지나도, oh-woah**

[Chorus: Jibeom, Daeyeol, Joochan] Feel me, 나를 느껴봐 지금 now (지금 난) 피하지 못한다면 받아들일게, yeah (받아들일게) 이미 나는 완벽해 지금 이걸로 Give me, give me, 네 사랑 그거면 돼 (그거면 돼) Feel me, 나를 느껴봐 지금 now (지금 난) 어쩌지 못한다면 웃어넘길게 (웃어넘길게) 이 모든 순간이 완벽하니까 Feel me, feel me, 지금 now, 그거면 돼

[Outro: Jangjun, TAG, Donghyun, Jaehyun] Let's go (La-la-la) Feel me, feel me (La-la-la) Feel me, feel me (La-la-la) Feel me, feel me (La-la-la) 그거면 돼

[we-survive-endlessly]

Brb SOBBING

[duvewing]

(having a moment) the made up dovewing pmv set to four by sleeping at last is haunting my dreams and compelling me

[bbydoll18xx]

How Do I Get to Heaven?

'Without changing a piece of me, how do I get to heaven?'

Paige Bueckers x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Themes: angst, slurs, religious trauma, HAPPY ENDING i promise

A/N: hiii so this one is super angsty and sad. I've been going through a rough time, and this is my way of coping. I kinda touched on these subjects in 'She's Such a Good Girl' part 2, and this is similar. I was obsessed with 'Heaven' by Troye Sivan when I was like 15-16 and the lyrics hit a little too hard. If you're gay and were raised in a religious household, I suggest taking a listen.

~

“He’s a fuckin’ faggot!”

“Hate the sin, love the sinner.”

“Those kinds of people are going straight to hell.”

Your face remained neutral. It had to. But you had years of practice, and while you were internally sobbing at the bigoted remarks, there was nothing you could do to stop it. So you stayed quiet, and you maintained your usual look of disinterest. 

Running up the stairs, you finally make it into the safehaven of your bedroom. You shut the door quietly, trying to avoid seeming as if anything is wrong or out of the ordinary. Nothing could possibly be wrong. You were the perfect child; straight As, never in trouble, and you always were eager to help out around the house. But you were harboring a dirty little secret that threatened to rip you from the grips of being the golden girl of your family. 

Sobs wracked your body as you slid onto the carpeted floor of your room. What had started off as an innocent dinner had turned into a nightmare. Slurs were thrown around casually, and unbeknownst to your family, you were the unidentified target. Your sexuality was the reason you had become an empty shell of a person, riddled with fear of accidentally outting yourself. And the anxieties you felt were bubbling up, threatening to ruin the perfect image of yourself that you had crafted for your loved ones. 

This wasn’t the first time. And it surely would not be the last. 

Your family had always claimed to love you. Your childhood was a happy one, but you feared the truth would break everyone. And even if they found out and still claimed to love you, you knew they would always see you differently. Gone would be the girl they knew, and their eager touts would be replaced with hushed whispers. You’d forever be known as “the gay one.” And you fucking resented that.

So here you sat on the floor, trying to quiet your sobs as you mourned the loss of the life you once knew and the people who would eventually turn their backs to you. 

Summer was ending, and soon you would be fleeing back to college, where your guard could be let down just enough to show the world a glimpse of who you really were and who you really wanted to love. 

There was just one girl who you wanted to love you back.

Paige Bueckers was your best friend. And she was so very gay. 

Since meeting her at the beginning of freshman year, she had pulled you out of a darkness that had resided in you since you had realized your feelings towards girls. It did not take long for you to fall madly, head-over-heels in love with her, but you had vowed to ignore it. 

Even if there was any hope of reciprocated feelings, you knew deep down that being in love with a girl would mean having to come out to your family. And you were just not ready for that. You weren’t sure if you would ever be ready for that. 

The thought terrified you. You knew you were willingly inhibiting a possibility of incredible happiness and love, but because it was at the risk of losing your loved ones, you were shutting it all out. 

‘Fuck. I really need therapy,’ you think miserably. 

That was the understatement of the century.

~

The new school year starts, and Uconn’s campus is ablaze with excited students and the possibilities of what is to come. You are finally starting to feel like yourself again, and the second your parents leave your apartment, you don a t-shirt plastered with Diana Taurasi’s face on it. 

You could finally get your gay card back.

A loud knock rings through the empty apartment, and before you could get to the door to answer it, Paige is peeking her head through it, a huge grin covering her face. 

She wastes no time barreling through the room, sweeping you up in a hug and spinning you around. Your feet leave the ground, causing your stomach to flip, and your legs automatically wrap around her waist for leverage. 

“Someone missed me,” you giggle, feeling breathless from being back in Paige’s tight embrace. You had been dreaming of this since you last saw her, back in July. 

“Course I did,” she chuckles, voice muffled against your hair. “You glad to be back?”

You groan. “Fuck, yeah I am. Lookin’ forward to not hearing some slurs for a bit,” you say, fist-pumping the air with a dramatic roll of the eyes. “And I’m especially looking forward to not having to listen to Fox fuckin’ News,” you add, pretending to gag.

Paige’s eyes rake over you, and she pouts, already knowing how your family could be. She had listened to your endless rants and your pathetic cries for the past three years. 

“I think you should just move in with me after this year ends. That way you don’t have to put up with that shit. Then we can be together after graduation,” she says earnestly. 

This was not the first time she had proposed this idea. And while you were internally jumping at the idea, the fear of how it would look to your family made you shy away. Paige wasn’t exactly the most straight-looking girl. Living with her would make things complicated. Your covert feelings had no place in a situation like that. 

You sigh. “I’ll think about it, P,” you promise, linking your pinky with hers, as you always did. 

~

Christmas break quickly rolls around, and Paige’s words are still playing in the back of your mind. Your feelings for her had grown, as if that was even possible, and having to leave her and the safety and warmth that came with her, was agonizing. 

Sitting against the hard back of the pew in your family’s Catholic church, you look around, thinking about how these people would be okay with you burning in hell forevermore. The familiar feeling of shame creeps back into your chest, the flames licking at your wounds. 

You wanted to run and hide. You wanted Paige. 

The Christmas activities persist, and amongst the holiday cheer and piles of gifts, uncomfortable conversations emerge, and you shrink back to your room, desperate for respite.

You felt so fucking abandoned. This was supposed to be a time to enjoy with your family, and instead you were hiding.

There was one person, though, you knew would not abandon you, and that was Paige. Her presence was enough to lessen the sting of the inevitable rejection of your family, and in that moment, it was enough. 

Pulling out your phone, you dial her number, longing to hear her voice, all the way from Montana. Christmas break could not end quickly enough. 

Paige’s smiling face is soon on your phone screen, but it falls as soon as she sees the tears falling down your cheeks and your wobbling bottom lip.

“Oh, baby, what happened?” She asks in a hushed whisper, voice full of anger and concern. 

“They hate me,” you cry. “They fucking hate me, and they don’t even know it yet.”

Paige sighs, trying to find the right words. While she had always had acceptance from those around her, she knew how difficult it was for you to be at home, and she desperately wished to take away your anguish. 

“I love you,” she stresses. “And I know that doesnt fix your family treating you like shit, but soon you’ll be back and everything won’t seem as shitty, I promise.” 

You nod, wiping at your eyes with the sleeve of your sweatshirt. 

She loved you. And you knew that. But you wanted her to love you in the way you loved her. For now, you would take what you could get.

“Just a few more days,” she assures, and you feel the tiniest bit better.

Just a few more days. 

~

The start of the new year always engenders change, and you had promised yourself as the clock chimed to signify it was midnight that this would be the year you would hike up your big girl panties and figure out your shit with Paige. Your senior year had to slow down, and Paige’s proposal had been in the back of your mind since August. 

If you could get over your stupid crush on her, things would be all good and dandy, but your efforts to eradicate her place in your heart were futile. You had mused it over nearly a million times. Maybe you’d eventually get over her, and maybe she would have some bizarre habit that would inevitably give you the ick, ridding you of all romantic feelings toward her. 

You could only hope. 

You pump yourself up on the way over to Paige’s apartment, encouraging words forming on your lips, leaving a trail of fog from your warm breath against the cold air. 

You knock on her door, cheeks pink from the frigid temperatures of Connecticut in January, grateful that it hides your blush. Paige opens the door, eyes wide and hopeful. She always looked so damn alluring. 

Your words leave your mouth before your chary mind could overtake you. “I want to move in with you after school ends. I can’t go back to living like that.”

Paige’s features twist into a smile, and she pulls you in for a hug. “Gonna take such good care of you,” she whispers, and you believe her. Your arms wrap around her middle, anchoring you to the floor. 

“I should probably tell you, though,” she trails, her voice getting smaller as she takes a deep breath. 

You look up at her, confusedly. “Tell me what?”

“I love you. And not just like as a friend. So if you don’t want to live with me because of that, I get it,” she mumbles, eyes trained on the floor.

Your breath quickens at the realization. Paige loved you. And the thought of being a colossal disappointment to your family and potentially cast out did not seem to matter as much anymore. Because here was someone who loved every part of you and accepted the good, the bad, and the ugly. 

The look of shock swiftly morphs into one of unbridled euphoria, and without another thought, you pull Paige in for a kiss. It was filled with the pure longing and want of years of uncontrollable urges and repressed thoughts, and it nearly made all the shittiness worth it.

Pulling away, Paige links her pinky with yours again, just as she had back in August. It was an unspoken promise of love. And while you knew the journey would be inexorably difficult, Paige was worth it in the end. 

~

dang that was rough lol but thanks for reading as always:) I really hope this wasn't too triggering or anything for anyone. This has been such a nice outlet for my pain and anger, as I really don't have anyone to talk to about this stuff. I am here for everyone who can relate. My inbox is open if you guys ever want/need to talk

xoxo katy

[tuherrus]

päivänsäde ja menninkäinen ☀️

illustration of a classic finnish children's song that translates to "the sunbeam and the goblin" and tells the story of a love that can't be

there's a lot of translations of the lyrics but i'll put my favorite one i found under the cut!

It happened as the Sun set down That a sunbeam, for a moment Of its sisters left behind. The dusk it crept in already And the beam, with her golden wings Was about to fly from underfoot When she detected this littlest goblin approaching That had only just emerged from its den. For goblins cannot roam the earth until after sunset They do not live in daylight, no.

Peeping there at one another The goblin, in chest felt rather Strange kind of flame and ardor Said he: "Burn my eyes, this you do But never in my life have I Seen anything as wonderful! It matters not that your shine will blind my eyes forever - In darkness I trudge with ease wherever. Stay with me, please, and I'll show you the way to the home den - Keep you as my precious own then!"

The beam answered: "Gremlin, darling, Darkness would be my undoing And I have no wish for death. Away I must now forthwith fly If I'm not back in daylight soon Then I will live not a moment more." Thus left the sunbeam that beautiful But to this day still As the goblin plods alone in the dark He wonders why one of us here a child of light should be And the other, he loves the night.

[mermaidinthecity]

It only takes a decade if you're lucky. There ain't nothing like the come down or the high. If you make it, don't make it about the money. It ain't where I was born but I swear it's where I'll die 'cause I love this town. I love this town.

This Town by Meghan Patrick