#funk

Uptown funk, de Mark Ronson, Bruno Mars. Animals, de Maroon 5. Take me to church, de Hozier. Love me like you do, de Ellie Goulding. Hello, de Adele. The Hills, de The Weeknd. Here, de Alessia Cara. Can’t feel my face, de The Weeknd. Magnets, de Disclosure ft. Lourde. Blackstar, de David Bowie. Bad blood, de Taylor Swift ft. Kendrick Lamar. Love me harder, de Ariana Grande ft. The Weeknd. Centuries, de Fall out boy. Bi.tch better have my money, de Rihanna. Uma thurman, de Fall out boy. Earned it, de The Weeknd. Riptide, de Vance. Elastic girl, de Sia. Love me, de 1975. Rock or bust, de AC/DC. Halellujah, de Panic at The disco. Tear in my heart, de Twenty one pilots. Ten tone skeleton, de Royal blood. Psy.cho, de Muse. Something for nothing, de Foo Fighters. | Y todo gracias a los dos canales de radio que escucho con mayor frecuencia, acá dejare mi resultado.

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Я люблю петь, год назад ходила в вузовский хор, пришлось оторвать от сердца в силу нехватки времени; Сегодня пела дома) Пожалуй, это то увлечение, которое с большой вероятностью будет сопровождать меня по жизни, ибо это невероятная отдача и а-ля сублимация эмоций. Непередаваемые ощущения испытываю при пении, будто освобождаюсь от всего груза, и происходит что-то невероятное.

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Увлекаюсь физическими упражнениями, кайфую от этого. Занимаюсь по YouTube, сейчас почти каждый день.

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Увлекаюсь психологией и психиатрией. Возобновлю чтение книжки.

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Обожаю хорошую музыку, списки некоторых групп где-то есть на Аске.

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Люблю смотреть фильмы, сериалы.

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Занималась активно танцами раньше, начиная с хореографии (5—10 лет), затем girly hip-hop (средняя школа), позже и jazz funk, vogue, strip plastic

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Так же любила заниматься шитьём и вышиванием в 5—13 лет

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Из "плодов" увлечений есть только очень старые рисунки, пост выкладывала ранее https://ask.fm/katherinefox993/answers/171859378533?utm_source=copy_link&utm_medium=android
Но не рисую уже

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01. Qual é o seu nome completo? Cameron Alexander Kolling Howard Dallas. Bem pequeno, né?

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02. Quantos anos você fez/fará esse ano? Eu vou fazer x anos. Brincadeira, é um pouco humilhante, 28. Não sei se gosto de pensar muito sobre.

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03. Onde você vive atualmente? Em Los Angeles, Califórnia.

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04. Você tem melhores amigos? Deveria ter dois, mas atualmente eu tenho uma pessoa que vive no meu pé e acha que a minha vida é tão fácil quanto a dela. A Lauren.

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05. Qual é a sua música favorita no momento? Na verdade, não. Pode ser que eu esteja curtindo um funk e outro no momento, mas nada que realmente tenha me feito viciar.

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06. Você tem alguém? Se sim, @? Eu tenho esse @frontkampfer que deve servir.

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07. Para qual equipe de F1 você torce? E time de futebol? Eu torço para a Scuderia Ferrari e PSG no futebol.

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08. Você é feliz? Talvez eu nunca tenha sido tão feliz quanto hoje em dia. Quer dizer, se eu começar a analisar as coisas...

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09. Está vivendo a vida que almejou? Era a respeito disso que eu queria falar na pergunta anterior. E sim, pode-se dizer que o suficiente de todos os meus planos.

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10. Qual é o seu lugar favorito no mundo? A UCLA.

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Моя ж ты курочка, ты всегда в сердечко с музыкальными вопросами ❤️
Лет 10 назад я снимала клипы, но не музыкальные, а юмористические, после этого небольшого опыта я поняла, что музыкальные клипы чаще всего занудство чистой воды на фоне того, что делала я)))
Давай я тебе расскажу свои любимые клипы кроме The bad touch🤭🤭🤭
На 1 месте для меня John Newman - Tiring game, обожаю Ньюмана, обожаю песню, обожаю клип ❤️ кстати, Love me again ещё один классный клип у него
Что ещё?
Wicked game Chris Isaak, эротично же 😍
November Rain Гансов Потому что там любовь такая.. Эх❤️
Потом любимая песня на все времена Sugar Francesco Yates, клип очень забавный

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Что мне ещё нравится из клипов🤔?

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Alex Clare - Relax my beloved и Too close, Queen - Breakthru, Децл - Favela Funk, Nicki Minaj - Anakonda, JLo & Iggy Azalea - Big booty, Shinedown - Devil, Amaranthe - Endlessly, Michael Buble - Just havent met you yet
Наверное, все банально, но я реально с удовольствием залипаю в экран

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Ai, eu amava os anos 2000 (de 2001 a 2009) Eu era feliz quando existiam as tribos urbanas, na minha sala tinha 6 divisões: As wanna be patricinha que só ouviam pop e usavam rosa, os nerds pseudo cults que se esforçavam pra ser diferentes lendo livros de filosofia, música erudita e tal.
Tinha a galera do povão que ouvia funk do furacão 2000, pagode, sertanejo, hip hop e não tinham um estilo, simplesmente andavam com roupa casual.
Os roqueiros chatos pra caralho que usavam camisa de banda, tinham cabelo longo, só ouviam rock clássico e heavy metal e enchiam o saco do meu núcleo: os emos. kkkk
Que nostalgia boa dá lembrar. As músicas melódicas, a gente saindo pra tomar vinho de qualidade questionável, os shows de rock nacional que a gente aproveitou, assistir MTV todo dia, jogar no play 2, ter Orkut e MSN.
Acho que foi o auge da minha vida.

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Saxofón. ⁞ También conocido como saxófono o simplemente saxo, es un instrumento musical cónico, de la familia de los instrumentos de viento-madera. Fue inventado por Adolphe Sax a principios de los años 1840. Se asocia comúnmente con la música popular, la música de big band y el jazz. Se desconoce el origen de la inspiración que llevó a Sax a crear el instrumento, pero la teoría más extendida es que, basándose en el clarinete, instrumento que él tocaba, empezó a concebir la idea de construir un instrumento que tuviera la fuerza de uno de metal y las cualidades acústicas de uno de madera, una especie de "clarinete de metal". Fue introducido en la música orquestal por Jules Massenet en sus óperas Manon y Werther. La técnica para tocar el saxofón es subjetiva y está basada en el estilo que se pretenda tocar (música clásica, jazz, rock, ska, funk, etc.) además del sonido que el músico tenga idealizado y pretenda alcanzar. Su diseño permite una increíble variedad de producción tonal y el sonido "ideal" y las llaves para producirlo son temas que alimentan acalorados debates.

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Summer because it allows me to enjoy my favorite things, camping, hiking, & shooting targets. But then again I’m able to do all of those things during the winter also.
Summer everyday! Its warm and sunny and you can wear just shorts and no shirt and not be cold. Days are longer so you can stay out and its still light and nice. Summers the best! Winter. There’s something so magical about snow, it makes me feel like a kid again. Everything is so silent and peaceful, it’s like an entirely different world. Driving through it is less magical, however.
Autumn, short as it may be it's a beautiful mix of hot sun, chilly wind and days are just starting to shorten. And mushrooms. Love mushroom hunting.
Winter, lovve winter. I drive with my windows down in the dead of winter because it's so refreshing. Then I'll blast my head and do it all over again. Winter, as breath taking as it literally is, is amazing to me. I loathe the heat with the passion of a thousand suns. You cannot take off your skin when it's too hot which is exactly how hot it feels here in the South every summer. If you are cursed enough to end up in a/with a car with no AC in the dead of a southern summer it feels like torture...the heat, the sweat, the funk. Burning your legs on your car seat...wanting to wear shorts but being absolutely murdered by the mosquitoes...summer is absolutely the definition of misery to me. Truly hate it.
There are others out there. Every time I explain this to people, I get the weirdest looks, like I'm from another planet. Summer. I don't like feeling cold, I don't like wearing layers, I don't like being covered up from head to toe, I don't like dealing with rain and snow, I don't like the inevitable colds and flus I always seem to pick up, I don't like the shorter, darker days.
Summer 100%. I can deal with bad weather, but I can’t deal with the cold when I have limited heating, and I hate dark days/long nights. When I first hear birds singing again in spring and colour popping from flowers, it honestly makes me so happy.
Summer 1,000%. I ride motorcycle and am just generally obsessed with sunshine and patios and such. I like the change of seasons and cool weather until around January, and then I’m just seasonally depressed for ~4 months. I probably shouldn’t live where I do, but I can’t think of a state/city I’d prefer to live in, so I just stay out and whine about it. 🤷🏼‍♀️ Summer. We only really get one rrally hot week here, the rest of the time ot sits aroubd 25C so its not unpleasant, I can bike to work in sunlight, spent lazy afternoons in pub gsrdens or reading in the park by the river, and its full of fun events like frstivals and outdoor plays and concerts.

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When my ex and I broke up. I felt very alone and had to rebuild myself. I spent a lot of days, weeks alone. Drinking my nights away to escape the feeling of loneliness. Slowly i found people who I formed bonds with. Slowly I found a new love for myself. It all takes time. Everything has an ending, bad things too.
My low point was a few months ago. Girlfriend had left me. Financial troubles meant no social life. Lost all of my friends because of the break-up creating sides. Felt alienated from my family, and my mum's illness was getting worse, which took a toll on my dad in turn. I was there. At the edge of the bridge. Ready to jump...I don't know why I didn't. I'm still teetering at that balancing point today.
In 2010 my husband left me while I was pregnant with our 3rd child. After I gave birth I suffered the most horrifying depression and post-natal psychosis. I really was unsure if things like that really existed, but they do. I really do not remember from September 2010-March 2011. I Tried to commit suicide in March and then woke up in the hospital. I have never felt so empty and I hope I never do again.
I was 14 and tried to hang myself from a ceiling fan. Ironically my overweight body saved my life and broke the fan. I am grateful to be alive. My mom brought me out of my funk. She was the voice of reason in my life and will always be the reason I'm a mommas boy. I am currently 22 and so happy to be here now. My first tattoo is on my right arm of my mothers name. The tattoo is a dray dessert ground with a jasmine flower popping through the soil. (Her favorite flower) I believe this tattoo accurately represents everything my mom is to me.
I don't have one particular day or event I can pinpoint, but the 18 months or so that I was deepest in my own personal bulimic hell was pretty horrendous. I had so much going on in my head that I just tried and failed to type out, but I completely isolated myself, almost took on a different personality as food and my weight and my self-hatred became the three most important things in my life. I don't know how I got out of it, I think that after a few weeks of therapy - thanks to the other sufferers in my group session, not the crappy therapists - it just sort of came to me that my behaviour was ruining my life. It was a slow road from there, and I'm not out of the woods yet (inadvertently used two metaphors but whatever I'm leaving them) but what helped the most was probably the fact that I left school and went to university.

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Couldn't have said it better, life is just too painful to bear. It's been 5 years since I last went out with someone and of course I hear the usual platitudes of "It's your personality that matters" and that kind of stuff, which has proven to be ineffectual even in the college years. Most people cannot comprehend what being FA entails, so they cannot understand the deep-seeded issues that effect our personalities, health, and other factors. It just hurts too much that the platitudes you hear being contradicted throughout moments of your life and knowing that lowlifes who never put any effort to life get to reap the benefits of life's joys & wonders.
I fell asleep staring at the DNP pills I was going to take. I'll be 48 in a few months, and there are sixth graders with more relationship experience than I have. All I ever wanted was one chance. One fucking chance. Oh, sure, I'd botch it up and I'd be alone after that, but I could cling to the fact that I was given one chance and that someone actually claimed to love me. It probably wouldn't be enough, but I'm desperate enough to dream that it would be enough acceptance to start being able to lie to myself about being a good person and worthy and deserving of love. But I'm not human enough to even qualify for that kind of success before rejection.
All I have is music, and I'm evidently not good enough at it to pay the bills. Online, people will say to "get up and do this, go here, play here, write this, get his famous musician to record your work, perform there, just go and do it" like it's some magical thing that you can just walk up while in a funk and play in some famous hall perfectly or have some famous person give you clout with your music. I don't have the desire to practice or write anymore. Life is too much work, and when you're alone and have no one to share the joys and troubles with, it's just not worth it. I am weary and ready for it to be over. I think I'm going to sell or dispose of everything I own so that I'll die in an empty room. It's not much: a barely-running minivan, two electronic pianos, music textbooks, cables and microphones, printers and cheap computers. A few pots and pans from years when I was able to afford a place with a kitchen. A microwave. Clothes and bedsheets and towels. I don't think there is any happiness or success that would be able to negate all the bad that has happened. No one is guaranteed happiness; we are all guaranteed pain and suffering. It's like telling someone who has gambled away $20,000,000 to keep pulling the slot machine handle because there's a chance they might get a $300,000 jackpot a few years away.
I deserve all the bad things that have happened to me. They are all my responsibility. And because of that, no one is going to volunteer to help me undo them or make things right. That's too much energy for someone else, and I'm not valuable enough for someone to spend that time, money, and energy. Besides, some things can't be made right.

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