8bit-suicide concept playlists it’s 1923 and you are helplessly inlove with your girlfriend and no one cares. people awe as you hold hands, and other girls sigh as you two walk by. at night, she speaks the words of heaven in a different language and you swear the two scars on her back are where wings are supposed to be.it’s the last day of senior year and you thrive with the fact that you wont see any of your class mates ever again. they blur into pixels as you walk to the exit, tar dripping from their mouths for One Last Opinion but you learned how to swim in black tar years ago. you leave the building laughing.it’s 2am and you see the love of your life but you don’t know their name and haven’t spoken to them ever in your entire life. their eyes glow red and in one hand, they hold a blunt. the smoke fogs their wings from your vision but you know they are there. west virginia is home to you now. it’s summer. it hasn’t rained in weeks and the sky keeps getting redder every day. you haven’t talked to your friends and they worry. you haven’t smoked in days but are somehow still high as ever. smog surrounds your body as you disappear forever. Source: