For the romantically unwell and aesthetically overqualified.
Each playlist? A room. A mood. A memory. A whole emotion dressed in music and dipped in gold.
๐ซ A little sad, a little hopeful. Songs that donโt match but still belong.
๐ the songs Iโd play for you if I had a voice and a record player made of stardust
๐ Soul-soothing. Night-driving. Tea-sipping.
๐ฅ When you know youโre her, even if itโs taking longer than it should.