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thirddeyetarot · 4 months

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YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE

PAC reading. Pick the picture you feel the most drawn to. Follow your intuition.

I feel that those who chose this card will find their future spouse in your home country, or similar standard of living as yours. (like for example if you're from the balkan, they might have the same culture as yours, so a person from a balkan country too) I could even write it down as e.g. You've lived in the same city as them all in your life, but you've never met before, because somehow their life paths always avoided yours, and only met later in life. (Like as the invisible string theory). Their first impression of you could be how good your energy is, and they respect your accepting and open personality. Their personalities are similar to yours, reader, I could even write this down as a twin flame bond, and in addition, it can also mean that they have similar goals for the future as you. I see that your relationship will be very prosperous and may even lead to marriage after a while, mutual respect and appreciation from both parties, this person will be your no.1 supporter, true feelings and pure love, they will fall in love with your soul, not only your look or finances, beautiful romance.❤️

A song that could describe the vibes of this reading:

You will meet this particular person in a country that is foreign to you, possibly on a career-related trip or could be a vacation too. The first thing they will think about you is how determined and ambitious you are, a determined person. This person has a very young and playful personality, loves adventure and joking around. This could even be your first true love, the first person with whom you can really express the child inside you and let youself be happy. (I'm sorry it might sound bit cringy, but they seem like a golden retriever type of person if we talk about appariences here😭) Although I don't really see marriage here, I see that this person really likes to travel and gain new experiences, learn about different cultures, I see that they are willing to dedicate their lives to travel as well so that will definitely be their focus, you have to adapt to this whether you want to or not. Family and friends will receive them very well, they have quite a pleasant and welcoming energy with them.

A song that could describe the vibes of this reading:

I see that there are two possible options as to where you will meet them: either on a social platform, or on a tour/ festival/ trip. Their first impression will probably be your calming nature and how you can provide them a safe environment where they can comfortable in. This person has a rather mystical and cold aura, it is quite difficult to gain their trust, maybe because of a past trauma. They are hopeless romantics and quite talented in the arts. In this relationship, both of you will heal each other, and help of letting go of fears. It is possible that you need to take on a more protective role to make it easier for them to get comfortable. It will be necessary for you to be there to them in order for them to feel the care you give them, and grow together as partners. It can be a karmic relationship, a karmic partner amd bond from a past life of yours.

A song that could describe the vibes of this reading:

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my-chaos-radio-the-2010s-list · 2 days

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The 2020s List

Update: Every Sunday

Last: April 28, 2024

10 Things I Hate About You - Leah Kate

2step - Ed Sheeran

25 - Pretty Reckless

abcdefu - Gayle

About Damn Time - Lizzo

Alien - Dennis Lloyd

All By Myself - Alok, Sigala, Ellie Goulding

All for You - Cian Ducrot

All The Ways - Meghan Trainor

Angel Eyes - Àsdís

Angel Numbers / Ten Toes - Chris Brown

Angry - The Rolling Stones

Anti-Hero - Taylor Swift

Anyone - Justin Bieber

Anyone For You (Tiger Lily) - George Ezra

As It Was - Harry Styles

Attention - Doja Cat

Austin - Dasha

Back For More - TXT, Anitta

Back To Your Heart - Delta Goodrem

Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran

Bad Habits - Usher

Bad idea right? - Olivia Rodrigo

Bad Memories - MEDUZA, Elley Duhé, Fast Boy

Bam Bam - Camila Cabello feat. Ed Sheeran

Bambambam - Yerin

Be Kind - Marshmello, Halsey

Be More - Stephen Sanchez

Beach House - Carly Rae Jepsen

Beat Of Your Heart - Purple Disco Machine, ÀSDÍS

Beautiful Mistakes - Maroon 5 feat. Megan Thee Stallion

Black Friday - Tom Odell

Black Hole - Griff

Black Magic - Jonasu

Body Moving - Eliza Rose, Calvin Harris

Body Talk - Ofenbach, SVEA

BOOM - Rocket Punch

Break My Heart - Dua Lipa

Break My Heart Myself - Bebe Rexha

Butter - BTS

By Your Side - Calvin Harris feat. Tom Grennan

Call It love - Felix Jaehn, Ray Dalton

Calm Down - Rema, Selena Gomez

Can’t Say No - James Hersey

Can't Tame Her - Zara Larsson

Car Keys (Ayla) - Alok & Ava Max

Christmas Without You - Ava Max (Xmas)

Closet - SUMIN feat. Uhm Jung Hwa

Cold Heart (PNAU Remix) - Elton John, Dua Lipa

COMPLETE MESS - 5 Seconds Of Summer

CONTIGO - KAROL G, Tiesto

Creepin’ - Metro Boomin, The Weeknd, 21 Savage

Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift

CUFF IT - Beyoncé

Cupid - Fifty Fifty

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my-chaos-radio · 2 months

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Release: November 10, 2023

Lyrics:

I lost my way, somewhere in another galaxy ('xy)

Too much to take, these memories, end in tragedy ('gy)

And all of these places, all of these faces

I didn't wanna let you down (down)

And all these mistakes of mine, I can't replace it

I gotta move on somehow

Healing energy on me

Baby, all I really need's one thing

Healing energy on me

Baby, can you make a wish for me?

Healing energy on me

When it's 11:11, I need it

Healing energy on me

Baby, can you make a wish for me?

11:11, oh

11:11

When it's 11:11, I need it

Anxiety

Don't let the pressure get to your head

You know we play for keeps

Don't let it go over your head

Heavy stepper, I got too much weight on this

You can see the diamonds, don't complain on this (me)

We was hustling, you n- got no say on this (no)

I'm just being honest

I'm moving steady (shoot)

You can't buy success, ain't got no sale on it

You know that God did, he never gon' fail on us

Too much paper, got me thinking I'ma save all this

I know the opps want it, they love this

Two-tone, got the bussdown like woah (woah)

The streets crazy, they don't love me no more (oh)

Not one for pressure, but I'll bang for my bros (bros)

Walking in Giuseppe, I be ten on my toes

Welcome all the smoke (smoke, smoke, smoke, ski)

Mama, pray for me, so I won't fold (fold)

Walking ten toes

I be paranoid, but nobody knows (woah)

Anxiety

Don't let the pressure get to your head (head)

You know we play for keeps (for keeps)

Don't let it go over your head

Steady, moving onto greater (ghetto, ghetto)

Never thought that I'd be ready (ready)

She let me, I let her keep her things (keep)

She told me, "Why didn't you just fight for it?"

All these baddies, had too many (many)

I promised that I would have died for it

You just had to f- let me (let me)

Now I'm married to the game, I'm in that

No more chains, I'ma buy me some gold (woah)

Three babies, tryna make room for some more (ooh)

Life learning lessons 'cause you reap what you sow (grow)

Walking in Giuseppe, I be ten on my toes

You know I welcome all the smoke (smoke, smoke, smoke, ski)

Mama, pray for me, so I won't fold (fold)

Walking ten toes (ten toes)

I be stressing out, but nobody knows (yeah, yeah)

Anxiety (anxiety)

Don't let the pressure get to your head (don't let it get to your head)

You know we play for keeps (we play, we play, we play)

Don't let it go over your head (know welcome all the smoke)

Welcome all the smoke (welcome all the smoke, ooh)

Mama, pray for me, so I won't fold (fold)

Walking ten toes (ten toes)

I be paranoid, but nobody knows (yeah)

Anxiety (anxiety, yeah, oh)

Don't let the pressure get to your head (don't let it get to your head, don't let it)

You know we play for keeps (we play, we play, we play, play for keeps)

Don't let it go over your head

Songwriter:

Steady (ooh)

Oh-woah

Just fight for it

Christopher Maurice Brown / Brian Mitchell / Jamal Gaines / Ebenezer Marango / Juan Ramon Luis Melian / Ethan Mitchell Hayes / Lance Hunter

SongFacts:

"Angel Numbers / Ten Toes" is a song by American singer Chris Brown. It serves as the opening track to Brown's eleventh studio album, 11:11, released on November 10, 2023. Although it was not released as a single, the track became the album's highest-charting song in various countries, including the United Kingdom, Germany, Netherlands, Ireland, France and Switzerland.

“Angel Numbers / Ten Toes” is an R&B track that consists of two different parts. The first half of the song was described by Kayla Sandiford of Renommed for Sound as an "emotional, dreamlike acoustic introduction" in which Brown sought "healing through a desire for refuge from the pressures of mental health." Medium's Edward Bowser said that "the first half has an acoustic, almost intergalactic feel", with Brown taking up the 11:11 theme, while "Ten Toes" "ramps up the intensity" towards a more hip-hop influenced sound , while the pop singer “speaks openly about battling anxiety.” According to Billboard, the track's lyrics are about battling anxiety and depression.

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chilling-seavey · 4 years

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Heartbreak Hotel (d.s.) - Chapter One

A/N Hey there, ladies and gents! It’s time to be swept away into an alternate universe where 1950s LA is the place to be. This is my first ever soulmate au and it took a lot of planning to make everything fit just right so I hope you all enjoy!

Summary: It’s 1958 and summer has just begun, sending the teenagers of Los Angeles into warm weather freedoms and part time jobs. Eighteen-year-old Daniel finds himself spending his days trying to find his soulmate and he refuses to give up until he has her.

Los Angeles in 1958 was a thriving city of luxury and fame; housing many of the greats and certainly more to come in upscale Beverly Hills mansions with top dollar views. They lived in their own worlds in the coastal city; unbothered by the working class with 9-5 jobs and single-family bungalows in the suburbs. To the everyday person, life in Los Angeles was more than nice with the beach on one side, the mountains on the other, and enough cultural entertainment to hardly ever be bored. People were happy you could argue and, in a sense that was true. Happy that they were able to settle down in that warm American Dream with the one they were destined to be with. Their soulmate.

This wasn’t a world full of lonesome heartbreak – unless one would choose to live that way – as everyone was assigned someone that they were meant to be with. By their eighteenth birthday, strange habits started to arise where you could taste whatever your soulmate was eating at any given time. It started faintly the day of your eighteenth birthday, as just a light sensation on your tongue, sort of like what it feels like to have a craving for a specific type of food. As weeks progressed it became more pronounced until after a month or so you could taste nearly exactly what they were eating as if you were eating it yourself.

It was something to get used to at first, but it was reality, and everyone went about their day to day lives with this invisible connection to the one they were destined to be with. Some people never found their soulmate – after all, the world had a population of almost three billion, so the odds weren’t always on your side – but eighteen-year-old Daniel refused to let that be his fate.

The second the clock hit midnight on April 2nd, 1958, Daniel shut his eyes really tightly in his bed and swirled his tongue around his mouth to try and taste something. You see, he was in love with the idea of love for as long as he could remember, and he had been counting down the days until he turned eighteen since he was old enough to know what numbers were. His parents had that perfect love story; high school sweethearts in 1935 where his father knew she was the one from the first week he turned eighteen, married and expecting their first child by 1936 and had three boys with a baby girl on the way before his father was drafted into the war in 1942. His father returned home in 1945 just as in love with his mother than ever before and the rest was history. Daniel wanted a story just like his parents; one where it all just fell into place.

The two-and-a-half months from the day Daniel turned eighteen to his high school graduation gave him absolutely no clue as to who his soulmate was. He tried scrounging the cafeteria at lunch time to see if any of the girls were eating that turkey sandwich he could taste or drinking that cold bottle of Coca-Cola, but he was met with no luck again and again. His soulmate seemed to eat something different everyday for each meal, but he soon came to realize that the only consistent thing was strawberry milkshakes. Usually around the time Daniel got off the school bus at home he’d lick his lips with the sweet flavour of strawberry and whipped cream that was rolling its way along his tongue.

He was just glad it wasn’t chocolate. He hated chocolate.

On the first real day of summer vacation, after graduation and their final high school dance, Daniel was staring out his bedroom window towards the street, impatiently waiting to see his older brother’s shiny red Thunderbird turning onto their street. Sure enough, he got a glimpse of the shiny red sports car in the distance and with an excited gasp, Daniel took off for the stairs.

“Christian’s home!” he shouted through the house, hopping the last three stairs and whipped open the front door just as the car pulled into the driveway.

He jumped off the porch as his parents came out of the house behind him and Daniel rushed to set his hands on the pretty red hood of the car that was still warm from the long drive from upstate.

The tired nineteen-year-old stepped out from the driver’s side and pulled off his sunglasses to offer a dimpled smile to his family, “Hey, you guys. What’s shaking?”

“Christian! How was college?” Daniel asked with a grin.

“Just swell, little brother. Why don’t you come help me bring my things upstairs? I have something for you.”

Daniel absolutely idolized his older brother, so he didn’t need to be asked twice to carry his things. As Christian headed for the porch to greet his mother with a kiss to her cheek and his father with a handshake, Daniel opened the trunk of the car to unload the bags. Out of the four Seavey children, Christian and Daniel were closest in age; Christian was only four months old when their parents fell pregnant with Daniel; leaving the two boys at only thirteen months apart. This made them very close and they shared a bedroom up until their oldest brother Tyler moved out for college a few years before. It was safe to say that when Christian was next to leave for school, Daniel had a hard time adjusting to life in the house without him.

But he was finally back, dressed in his usual slicked back dark brown hair and finished with a leather jacket. Leather was never usually Christian’s choice and Daniel let his eyes linger on the back of his brother’s jacket as he helped him carry his things upstairs to his room.

Christian stopped in the doorway to the left at the top of the stairs, poking his head into the light pink painted room, “Hey, ankle biter, I’m back. Did ya miss me?”

Their younger sister, Anna - a moody force to be reckoned with at fifteen - glanced up from her magazine she was reading on her bed, her record player playing quietly from on top of her dresser, “Didn’t even notice you were gone.”

“Did you get that Elvis guy to marry you yet?”

“Oh, shut up, Chris.” Anna blushed, throwing one of her stuffed animals at him before getting up to slam the door in his face.

Christian glanced back at Daniel with a small smile before heading into the room adjacent to toss his bag on his bed. Daniel set his suitcase by his closet and leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets.

“What’s with the new getup?” Daniel finally asked.

“Oh, this old thing?” Christian grinned, pulling at the hem of his leather jacket. “A buddy in the dorms threw this little bash back in the fall and there were all these swell guys there talking about this new fashion tread. Said it was what everyone’s doing now. I think it looks pretty good, don’t you?”

“I guess.”

“You guess?” Christian scoffed. “Well something’s coming to you of this whole business too.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. The guys got me a job at the car shop upstate for the year, I made a bit of dough, fixed up some wheels, and I’m even transferred to another shop down here for the summer. But with the big bucks I made since the fall I can afford a new car.”

“That’s great, Chris.” Daniel said slowly, unsure of where his brother was going with that.

“So I want you to have my T-Bird.” Christian tossed over the keys.

Daniel tried to grab them in his shock but fumbled them and they fell to the carpet. He bent down quickly to pick them up, “Are you pulling my leg?”

“Nope. Car’s all yours. That or I’ll resell it but I know you’ve had your eye on it since I first got it.”

“Yeah! Oh, boy! Thank you!” Daniel grinned.

“Only thing I ask is that you tell me how your birthday went.” Christian smirked, flopping back onto his bed. He leaned back against the headboard with his hands tucked behind his head and his shoes resting up on his bag.

Daniel bit back a small smile, sitting gently at the end of his older brother’s bed, the car keys still in hand, “It was nice. Mom made me a cake. Vanilla, of course. And I had a few friends over to watch a movie on tv and we ordered a pizza.”

“You know that’s not what I’m asking.” Christian kicked him with the toe of his shoe lightly.

Daniel’s whole family knew about how excited he was to turn eighteen, solely for the purpose of finally being able to find his soulmate. The younger brother blushed lightly through a smile.

“I haven’t found her yet. But she likes strawberry milkshakes.”

“Strawberry? Well, thank God it’s not chocolate or you’d be miserable.” Christian chuckled. “Think she goes to your school?”

“I dunno. High school’s over anyway. But I want to try and find her this summer. She’s gotta be in the city, right?”

“It’s a big city, little bro.” Christian said.

“You’ll help me, right?”

“I gotta work.” Christian shrugged. “Besides, I gave up on that junk.”

“That junk? Finding your soulmate?” Daniel frowned over at him. He thought back to the late-night talks in their shared bedroom when they were nine and ten, sitting up facing each other on their adjacent twin size beds, talking about what it would be like to grow up and find their soulmates.

Christian hummed, sliding his tongue over his lips and in his mouth, an obvious unaware habit that meant his soulmate was eating something right then. Daniel wondered what he could taste.

Christian clicked his tongue and sat up with a deep inhale as if to pull himself out of his own thoughts, “Yeah, no use stressing yourself over it. Plenty of swell birds around to find, right?”

“I guess.” Daniel mumbled.

“I gotta unpack my things. Why don’t you take the car for a spin before dinner?” Christian suggested, clapping his brother on the shoulder.

“Sure.” Daniel stood up, glancing down at the keys in his hand. “Thanks again.”

Christian only sent him a dimpled grin and Daniel left his brother’s room without another word. He walked down the stairs and to the front door, calling over his shoulder to his parents that he would be back in a little bit before heading for the driveway. Daniel hopped over the door of the convertible and settled into the red leather seats with his hands falling gently against the steering wheel. He let a small smile come to his lips as the engine roared to life and the familiar taste of strawberry milkshakes grazed his tongue.

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