Having someone who emotionally abused you for years accuse you of being abusive is a special kind of hell. I donno how to move on, and I've just kinda pushed everyone away.
We feel that we're by ourselves, but in feeling this way, we are not alone. No matter where you are, we are all connected by this dreary yet nostalgic feeling.
Within this single room of mine I felt content all by myself, While gaining weight and loosing hair I didn't care. Atop this single spot of mine I entertained all by myself, While loosing sleep in stagnant air I didn't care. Within this single heart of mine I felt no shame for gross misdeeds, I felt no shred of empathy for those of whom surrounded me, And so I sit all by myself. A hollow husk all by myself.
I'm not a real person. Stuck in cages by design, Muted rage and sorrows combine to occupy a husk. Alone within, no binding ties while breaking people's trust.
Don't lose yourself in the dark. You're so much stronger than you can imagine... Find solace in this loneliness. Somewhere, someone understands this exact feeling.
This song really represents the feeling of loneliness. It´s really good. But i wouldn´t recommended it to people who have loneliness, because can make you think much more than you have to think.
I talked to a clone of myself (pretentious writing warning) We were sitting on the edge of a cliff together. It overlooked a city. Things were early in the morning, early enough that the sky was still a faded shade of blue, and everything was lit up with a light that we couldn’t quite see the source of yet. As a matter of fact, we’d been sitting there for 12 hours, and the sun still hadn’t risen at all. “You know, I really meant it when I said looking at you makes me sick.” Said the clone sitting next to me. She didn’t speak with hatred. She said the words as if she felt sorry for me. “I know. I wasn’t really expecting you to feel any different. I didn’t like myself, so why would I like… myself?” I responded. My clone looked off into the distance. “You know, this reminds me of something. I feel like… a long time ago, I was telling Dad, our Dad about this. And he asked me how I’d feel if I met someone who was exactly like me. If I’d still hate them.” “I couldn’t respond at the time. I didn’t want to believe I’d still hate that person, I wanted to believe I was nice. I couldn’t really say more. Maybe if I were someone different, I wouldn’t hate myself. But maybe this situation is different. Sure, as of this moment, we’ve sort of become different people, our experiences of life have diverged from each other, but we were the same person for years before this. You… are me. And I hate myself.” I felt something welling up inside me. “We can’t do this any longer.” I said. “It’s become a routine. I want to love you, but the idea of loving something that looks like you, that does the things you do… god, I’m pathetic. Is this selfish, or is it… something less awful? I don’t want to be a selfish person, but I can’t hate myself anymore.” My clone hugged me when she saw the tears starting to come out of my eyes. “God damn it. This is too complicated for me. I want to feel comfortable with you. I want you to feel comfortable with me. I don’t want us to be alone. But, even though we’re sort of two different people now, I feel like I’m just talking to myself. Well, I mean it like… it feels as if you might as well not be here.” I hugged her back. I just sat there for a while. I couldn’t tell whether or not it felt good to be hugged by myself. “I’m sorry.” I whispered. She was crying as much as me. It was still dim, but some of the lights in the city before us started to come on. Silence passed. One of us spoke up. I don’t remember who. “Look. The sun is rising. Sure, perhaps it’s taking longer than it should, but it’s rising. We both know there’s places to be tomorrow.” “I have to go. I hope that we’ll meet each other again, on better terms. Are they even better terms? No. Forget that. Just…” “I hope we’ll meet again, someday.” “Later.”
This song to me feels very nostalgic yet different at the same time. It’s melancholic and eerie but soothing to listen to. It’s as if I have traveled back in time. It’s hard to describe, like my body is here in the present yet, my mind drifts off to the past. And I am engulfed in comforted chills listening to this. It’s something else
This song reminds me of the few calm moments of my childhood , the ones i can't remember . Unfortunately the traumas and screamings of my parents are the only part i vaguely remember . God i wish i could have a normal childhood .
I don't have this video saved in a playlist. I don't have this video liked. I don't even have this video tucked away in my watch later. Yet whenever I need it it always comes to me. A melancholic melody to soothe my troubled mind.
When I saw this and read the comments sharing their story's I realized that I wasn't truly depressed or struggling with life, I just want to be alone. It is in my room, alone where i am most comfortable, completely dark, the only light and noise coming from my laptop and keyboard. It is the only place where I can be who I truly am, where no mask of any kind is required. Where doing something someone wouldn't like doesn't get you shamed because you didn't know. I don't nearly have it as bad as anyone in these melancholic comments. I have friends, I'm in high school, and my grades are(somewhat)ok. I have ambitions like being a paramedic, though I haven't fully set myself on that path yet. When I'm at school I don't interact with people much, but that's ok since I was never good at socializing to begin with. I haven't been in any gossip pretty much my whole life, I have my share of problems that wont go away too, though they never involve anyone directly. I don't see myself as lonely in general and I live a pretty normal life, for the world we live in currently. Though I've been listening to this song for hours so far. I listen to the intertwined mix of comfort and eeriness as I scroll the comments, reflecting their stories onto myself and comparing them to me, I see that not only do people have it much much worse than me, but it is not as bad as i see it as. But when I am lonely, it feels comforting, right. By all means I am not lonely, but I long to be. I can recognize the spiral this could lead down into, I have been reading the comments you know. They all detail loss, and having to deal with them being gone. I have experienced loss, on multiple occasions. But it never lasted long. I have traversed down said spiral, but always brought myself back up before I went deep enough. But what is enough to me? I see it as subjective. What many see as enough to me will not be. I want to go down the spiral, I want to experience everything it has to offer, I fear what will arrive but it is in my nature to be curious as to what the bottom looks like. I'm too human. Though that is apparently a good thing I wish I could not have these existential moments where I question my entire psyche. But I don't want to leave this moment, I feel safe. Secure. Nobody can reach me here. But it must end, eventually. If you've read this, forget it all. It is just the shots firing off in my head put into a transcript here. Do not take anything from it please. I just want to give you a look into what's going on inside my head. It's like I completely change myself when I discover something that hits home. I'll be alone in my room, but that's ok, I like it here. And be ok, just this night.
all i want is to feel the warmth of another person who i love dearly.
me when, in a dream, on a balcony
I love this masterpice
joy does indeed have a habit of returning ヽ(*´＾｀)ﾉ
i come back to this a lot
after all, everything is worthless
I miss Lain.
Having someone who emotionally abused you for years accuse you of being abusive is a special kind of hell. I donno how to move on, and I've just kinda pushed everyone away.
魂飛んでいきそうになる
we both listen to this as i lay my head on his back , and just be .
Just peaceful while looking at the moon and feeling the breeze ( also pointing the Glock on our head )
@@jawjaw8746 yessss <33
@@Fufu-kogeta ;3
"Why not just become a God and do whatever you want? That seems much easier than trying to be a Human"
ふと死んだ姉を思い出すとこの曲を聴きたくなる
We feel that we're by ourselves, but in feeling this way, we are not alone. No matter where you are, we are all connected by this dreary yet nostalgic feeling.
I finished college to this song. I am currently working mainly to this song. I like to think that this song will follow me until the end.
Still here, still not sure why. No dreams, no goals. Just kind of rotting, I hope its better than being actually dead.
you will find something to work for one day.
Please never delete this video
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this pizza bussin'
God deceived Lain, Deus saved Lain. Please, look at the wire, then at demons and, finally, at the cross.
Within this single room of mine I felt content all by myself, While gaining weight and loosing hair I didn't care. Atop this single spot of mine I entertained all by myself, While loosing sleep in stagnant air I didn't care. Within this single heart of mine I felt no shame for gross misdeeds, I felt no shred of empathy for those of whom surrounded me, And so I sit all by myself. A hollow husk all by myself.
I'm not a real person. Stuck in cages by design, Muted rage and sorrows combine to occupy a husk. Alone within, no binding ties while breaking people's trust.
Don't lose yourself in the dark. You're so much stronger than you can imagine... Find solace in this loneliness. Somewhere, someone understands this exact feeling.
There is nothing but still something
There was something here. But not anymore.
I've listened to this for so long that when I actually watched Lain I flinched because I now knew where this was from.
Parsippany blues
Forced to be with npcs
Lets all love lain.
This is a great piece of ambience. Lain is everywhere.
back again... to whoever reads this right now,, i feel alongside you!!!!! we got this thang (life)
This song really represents the feeling of loneliness. It´s really good. But i wouldn´t recommended it to people who have loneliness, because can make you think much more than you have to think.
여기 있는 모두가 망각하고 있는 사실. 당신들도 누군가에게는 무심한 존재라는 것. 누군가에게는 당신들이 고립감을 느끼게 만드는 존재라는 것.
That's life.
uhmmmmm time to watch this and look at liminal space stuff to question reality and time itself 🤓
Still coming back :)
I talked to a clone of myself (pretentious writing warning) We were sitting on the edge of a cliff together. It overlooked a city. Things were early in the morning, early enough that the sky was still a faded shade of blue, and everything was lit up with a light that we couldn’t quite see the source of yet. As a matter of fact, we’d been sitting there for 12 hours, and the sun still hadn’t risen at all. “You know, I really meant it when I said looking at you makes me sick.” Said the clone sitting next to me. She didn’t speak with hatred. She said the words as if she felt sorry for me. “I know. I wasn’t really expecting you to feel any different. I didn’t like myself, so why would I like… myself?” I responded. My clone looked off into the distance. “You know, this reminds me of something. I feel like… a long time ago, I was telling Dad, our Dad about this. And he asked me how I’d feel if I met someone who was exactly like me. If I’d still hate them.” “I couldn’t respond at the time. I didn’t want to believe I’d still hate that person, I wanted to believe I was nice. I couldn’t really say more. Maybe if I were someone different, I wouldn’t hate myself. But maybe this situation is different. Sure, as of this moment, we’ve sort of become different people, our experiences of life have diverged from each other, but we were the same person for years before this. You… are me. And I hate myself.” I felt something welling up inside me. “We can’t do this any longer.” I said. “It’s become a routine. I want to love you, but the idea of loving something that looks like you, that does the things you do… god, I’m pathetic. Is this selfish, or is it… something less awful? I don’t want to be a selfish person, but I can’t hate myself anymore.” My clone hugged me when she saw the tears starting to come out of my eyes. “God damn it. This is too complicated for me. I want to feel comfortable with you. I want you to feel comfortable with me. I don’t want us to be alone. But, even though we’re sort of two different people now, I feel like I’m just talking to myself. Well, I mean it like… it feels as if you might as well not be here.” I hugged her back. I just sat there for a while. I couldn’t tell whether or not it felt good to be hugged by myself. “I’m sorry.” I whispered. She was crying as much as me. It was still dim, but some of the lights in the city before us started to come on. Silence passed. One of us spoke up. I don’t remember who. “Look. The sun is rising. Sure, perhaps it’s taking longer than it should, but it’s rising. We both know there’s places to be tomorrow.” “I have to go. I hope that we’ll meet each other again, on better terms. Are they even better terms? No. Forget that. Just…” “I hope we’ll meet again, someday.” “Later.”
Thank you for this
This song to me feels very nostalgic yet different at the same time. It’s melancholic and eerie but soothing to listen to. It’s as if I have traveled back in time. It’s hard to describe, like my body is here in the present yet, my mind drifts off to the past. And I am engulfed in comforted chills listening to this. It’s something else
This song reminds me of the few calm moments of my childhood , the ones i can't remember . Unfortunately the traumas and screamings of my parents are the only part i vaguely remember . God i wish i could have a normal childhood .
pls recover your another songs :((((((
After everything that I’ve gone through… I’ve accepted it. But yet I still feel sad. Why?
"Don't get upset about it, no, not anymore. There's nothing wrong that wasn't wrong before"
let’s not be sad anymore
I don't have this video saved in a playlist. I don't have this video liked. I don't even have this video tucked away in my watch later. Yet whenever I need it it always comes to me. A melancholic melody to soothe my troubled mind.
I am so pathetic.. i’d rather sleep than stay awake .so i can feel alright till i wake up
Одинок тот, кто всегда онлайн.
loneliest night ever last night lol
When I saw this and read the comments sharing their story's I realized that I wasn't truly depressed or struggling with life, I just want to be alone. It is in my room, alone where i am most comfortable, completely dark, the only light and noise coming from my laptop and keyboard. It is the only place where I can be who I truly am, where no mask of any kind is required. Where doing something someone wouldn't like doesn't get you shamed because you didn't know. I don't nearly have it as bad as anyone in these melancholic comments. I have friends, I'm in high school, and my grades are(somewhat)ok. I have ambitions like being a paramedic, though I haven't fully set myself on that path yet. When I'm at school I don't interact with people much, but that's ok since I was never good at socializing to begin with. I haven't been in any gossip pretty much my whole life, I have my share of problems that wont go away too, though they never involve anyone directly. I don't see myself as lonely in general and I live a pretty normal life, for the world we live in currently. Though I've been listening to this song for hours so far. I listen to the intertwined mix of comfort and eeriness as I scroll the comments, reflecting their stories onto myself and comparing them to me, I see that not only do people have it much much worse than me, but it is not as bad as i see it as. But when I am lonely, it feels comforting, right. By all means I am not lonely, but I long to be. I can recognize the spiral this could lead down into, I have been reading the comments you know. They all detail loss, and having to deal with them being gone. I have experienced loss, on multiple occasions. But it never lasted long. I have traversed down said spiral, but always brought myself back up before I went deep enough. But what is enough to me? I see it as subjective. What many see as enough to me will not be. I want to go down the spiral, I want to experience everything it has to offer, I fear what will arrive but it is in my nature to be curious as to what the bottom looks like. I'm too human. Though that is apparently a good thing I wish I could not have these existential moments where I question my entire psyche. But I don't want to leave this moment, I feel safe. Secure. Nobody can reach me here. But it must end, eventually. If you've read this, forget it all. It is just the shots firing off in my head put into a transcript here. Do not take anything from it please. I just want to give you a look into what's going on inside my head. It's like I completely change myself when I discover something that hits home. I'll be alone in my room, but that's ok, I like it here. And be ok, just this night.
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