They say listening to Reggae uplift spirits so I made a playlist for that and I think it’s true.
I made it as a back up playlist for when my “Sad songs for bad days” playlist is not working anymore.
It’s also a good playlist to listen to during summer or times when you feel like bopping your head on each songs.
If you need something to instantly lift your mood or make you feel good. Give this a listen.
Helloo!
I’m so excited to share this playlist with you!
Last week I watched 28 Years After and it was good. It got me thinking… will I thrive during a zombie apocalypse? Or would I be too scared to even step outside?
Ideally, I’d be out there saving people, fighting zombies, being brave like that girl in Resident Evil. Maybe if there was a zombie outbreak I’d probably still be romanticizing everything 😭. Maybe that’s just how I cope.
I tried listening to this playlist while walking and imagining I was in a post-apocalyptic movie and had to be alert on the possible dangers around me, pretending zombies could appear at any moment.
It weirdly helped me stay alert and made everything feel a little more dramatic (in a fun way).
Sometimes I just like imagining alternate versions of myself. This time it’s the one who keeps going and trying to survive even when things feel uncertain.
Anyway, maybe you’ll enjoy it too.
Survivor
-Belle
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Some time ago, I made a playlist for my highest self or the person who I thought I was supposed to become. The songs spoke of confidence, manifestation and reinvention. It was curated for the version of me who had it all figured out. The best, coolest, most unstoppable version of myself.
So I made another playlist. This one is softer. It feels or has the vibe of my favorite version of me.
Most songs I added on this playlist have the waltz rhythm. I didn’t realize how much I like those. I also like when there’s a sound of tambourines and that soft, echoey “ooOooh” sound that is like a gentle howl.
My favorite version of myself is not especially radiant but she is kind and a little dreamy. She acts with intention. She may not always be happy, but she is content. She loves life and romanticizes the little things without pretending it is always beautiful. There is a sweetness to her yet she doesn’t believe she owes herself to anyone. She knows that peace is a choice. She knows how to say no but she’s soft, still. And most importantly she knows how to stay curious.
She writes things like this, not to prove anything, but to remember who she is when the world gets too loud.
And in her presence, I feel safe.
It’s funny how I made this playlist three years ago, and it hits now that I’m listening to it again (Esp the Bitter Pill by Gavin James). I just realized that I need to be in a very specific headspace to enjoy certain songs. It’s like there’s an emotional checklist for it. Now I’m screaming these songs when months ago I couldn’t relate. I love when music does that.
This is a playlist for letting go. I can’t remember exactly why I made it. Maybe it was after a tragic movie Atonement, probably. I had that tragic movies phase once.
It’s for the ones who still feel the quiet urge to send an “I love you” text, even when you know the version of that person no longer exists. Write it down instead. Then burn it. It’s kinder than reopening a wound that’s just begun to scab.
I tend to romanticize love once it’s over. My mind has this annoying habit of replaying only the good parts. But the last time I went back, I just got disillusioned. I told myself I returned to find closure—but maybe I was secretly hoping not to need it. I won’t do that again. Just burn the letter. Save yourself. And let the music bleed it out for you.
Hi,
Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing… I hope you’re okay.
Feeling too much can be both a blessing and a curse. Sometimes you just need something that mirrors the noise inside.
This playlist isn’t my usual. I don’t really listen to metal. Or at least, I didn’t. But then I heard Hickory Creek by Whitechapel and thought, maybe metal isn’t what I assumed. Why does this screamy monster voice feel… oddly comforting?
It’s like white noise, but furious. A loud, angry blanket of static. When my thoughts get chaotic, it weirdly helps. There’s something about unfiltered rage it unsettles me, but it also calms me down.
I usually stick to softer sounds. So this playlist feels like a jolt like throwing cold water on a sleeping brain. Sometimes I use it as a kind of exposure therapy… training myself to handle noise, crowds, overstimulation.
And when it gets too much, I switch to something instrumental. Something slow, clean. It feels like breathing again. Like the silence that comes after a storm.
Love,
-Belle
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Hello!
I hope you’re doing well 😊
A long time ago I was looking something that could instantly lift my mood and that’s how I come up with this playlist. It’s like a compilation of songs that people say made them feel happy.
When I went solo traveling I randomly played this playlist and I suddenly feel less alone. Next thing I know I’m dancing, on the hotel bed, while eating a snack, while doing my make up and even while walking alone. Hard to imagine me dancing, right? 😄
This playlist is perfect for when you’re feeling a little down, stressed from work, or just want to sing your heart out. Some of these songs are popular and familiar for people my age and older, or anyone who loves listening to old songs.
Play it when you’re feeling lonely but don’t rely on it too much ok?
With love,
Belle
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You should definitely listen to this playlist! I’m sooo excited to share this playlist soon as I started listening to it again today.
I made this playlist last 2020 while I was painting my walls grey with limewash at that time my cat Church was still a baby back then 🥹. It took me like 2 to 3 days to finish painting my room, and I can confirm this playlist is the best playlist to listen to while doing DIY stuffs.
I don’t really know what genre these songs fall under, but for some reason it reminds me of Ken from Barbie?? If Ken had a playlist, it would 100% sound like this HAHA.
Also, random but in the Barbie movie, he actually sang one of the songs from this playlist “Push”. My interpretation of the song is that its about a guy who gets pushed around and taken for granted by a girl so he wanted to push the girl around and take her for granted too but he can’t because he loves her.
Anywayyy here’s the playlist.. please pleaseee listen to it!! You won’t regret it!
-Just Belle
I was clearing my OneDrive when I found this review I made after reading A Little Life. I know I already wrote a review on my 2024 reading list blog, but I still want to put this out here along with the playlist I created on Spotify that I entitled Willem Ragnarson, a character from the book. Book review starts here:
This book wrecked me. I was full-on ugly crying at 2 AM, clutching the book like they could somehow soften the pain. A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara is one of those books that kind of changes you. It’s devastating, beautiful, and almost too much to bear.
I almost put it down at the Caleb part, it was too much for me. The way Jude’s friends treat him with such care yet his lover treats him so cruelly, was infuriating.
The book made me cry in ways I didn’t expect, and that’s when I realized just how deeply sensitive I am to stories about family. This book doesn’t just make you feel; it carves its way into your heart and stays there.
At first, I thought it was just about life in your thirties, but no it follows an entire lifetime. Maybe that’s why it’s called A Little Life. For a while, I kept wondering: When will it get better? When will Jude finally open up? He starts with Willem, little by little but still not entirely. Their relationship is layered, sometimes even romantic, but the book itself is about so much more than love.
It’s about friendship, family, trauma, healing, the weight of memories, and the scars both visible and invisible that shape us. It delves into the impact of abuse, the struggles of mental health, and the complexity of human connection. It made me think about the characters long after I turned the last page.
I’ve always been the type to wonder what happens to characters after their stories end. Is a happy ending really the end? I imagine them growing old, facing new struggles, even dying, and it makes me sad because I want them to live forever. Maybe that’s why I’ve always been drawn to supernatural stories immortality feels like a way to escape the inevitable. But this book made me sit with the reality of endings.
I knew A Little Life would be tragic, but not in the way I expected. And yet, despite the heartbreak, it left me feeling like I had gained something wisdom, perspective, a deeper understanding of suffering and resilience. It doesn’t have a happy ending, but it’s a satisfying one. The kind that leaves you in tears, yet grateful to have experienced it. It’s beautifully tragic, and I would recommend it to anyone ready to feel everything.
Do you know that feeling when you’re in the middle of something, some journey, some relationship, some situation, and it kind of sucks, but not enough to make you quit? Like, it’s mostly bad, but just good enough to keep you hanging on. A breadcrumb trail of fleeting highs. So you stay. You tell yourself, maybe it’ll get better. Maybe you’re just being dramatic. Maybe the magic will return.
It’s kind of like doomscrolling, everything looks like a disaster, but you keep going, convinced something meaningful will pop up any second now. Spoiler: it doesn’t.
And then finally, you reach the so-called destination and it’s… even worse than the journey. But instead of walking away, you gaslight yourself into thinking, No no, this is fine. This is great. I’m happy. I swear. (You’re not.)
Until one day—snap. You hit your limit. The fog clears. And you walk away, not with regret, but with relief. Because you realize: you don’t owe your life to a path that only half-loved you back. You’re allowed to leave. You’re allowed to choose peace over potential.
And the moment you do? That thing loses all its power over you. The “what ifs” evaporate. The grip loosens. You’re free. If something isn’t meant for you, the universe will keep tossing red flags at your face until you stop pretending they’re confetti.
Oh, and years ago, I joked that maybe I’m actually a mosquito. And you know what eats mosquitoes?
Dragonflies.
So yeah. I’ve been living in constant danger and didn’t even know it. But not anymore.
Hello You,
I hope this is not that too late for Valentine’s.
When I created this playlist, I thought I was creating a playlist about what it feels like to fall in love. But then someone told me that she cried while listening to it, and I didn’t understand why. So I played it again and I saw it too. I unconsciously built a sad playlist.
A story started forming in my head as the songs went on.
It wasn’t about two people who found love and held onto it. Its about two people who found themselves back to each other at what they thought was the right time when the spark was undeniable. They thought they were lucky to find each other. But slowly, they began to realize that no matter how much they tried to align, bend, and adjust, they were just not meant to fit.
They keep holding on tighter, refusing to believe it’s slipping away. Even when trust starts to crack. Even when doubts creep in. They tell themselves this is the last time but it never is. Because the feeling is rare, intoxicating, something they never thought they’d find. And once they have it, they can’t bear to let it go. So they stay. They keep coming back, even when it hurts.
But then something shifts. The hurt dulls, replaced by something colder. Resentment. Anger. And that’s when they finally let go not with sadness, not with regret or heartbreak, but with a quiet kind of certainty.
Of course, if an apology had come back then, they might have crumbled. Might have fallen back into that same cycle. But now? Now, it’s too late for an apology.
That’s the story that played in my head as I listened to it. Maybe it’s just my mind connecting the songs into something bigger than it was meant to be. Either way, I’d love to hear your thoughts does this remind you of any real-life stories or maybe a movie you watched? And if you listened to the playlist, did it tell you a different story?
Yours,
Me