@@toastboom I thought you were me for a sec too- I was like "I don't remember writing this" But thanks for the recommendation, it's actually beautiful :D
Ive been so depressed these past few weeks. I try to hide it from everyone, they think im fine, but inside, im not. This songs makes me feel so much confidence in myself.
Well, I'm not saying you arent depressed but, you technically arent able to be depressed in intervals, you either have it or you don't maybe you meant its picking up and you're in a bad place right now but as someone who lives with it I understand fully what it feels like and its agony most days....
(y/c/n) means "your crush's name" just so you know. pov: _you're in love with a friend of yours that's in (one of) your class(es) and you're a fool over them. you've never felt this way about anyone before. one night, you're in your room, which is on the second floor. you're laying down in your bed and you're looking out the window at the street light and the trees, admiring the view while thinking of that special someone. gladly, the curtain is covering most of the window and the window is locked. your computer is on the small desk that's right by your window. suddenly, you hear a song playing from your computer, even though it's closed._ *i don't want a friend. i want my life in two. waiting to get there. waiting for you. when i'm around slow dancing in the dark, don't follow me- you'll end up in my arms.* _you get up and quickly open your computer. the song stops. you swear you see something or someone behind a tree. you quickly look out the window and brush it off. you close your computer and get back in bed. you hear the song again minutes later._ *you done made up your mind. i don't need no more signs. can you? can you? give me reasons we should be complete.* _you quickly get up, annoyed, and open the computer and then quickly close it after the music stops. "ugh!" you say out loud, frustrated. once again, you swear you see something and you look at the window. your heart drops when you see someone or something standing behind a tree, looking right at your window. you make sure to put the curtains on the window even more and then you hear the song again while closing the curtains. you pause for a few seconds, breathing hard, feeling your heartbeat in your neck and temples. you quickly open the computer to see a picture of your crush on the keyboard. you get even more scared and wonder how it got there. feeling that something is up of course, you turn the photo around._ "i'm here, sweetie, y/c/n" _it reads._ _you notice that it isn't at all your crush's handwriting. you drop the photo and grab the computer, taking it to your bed. you sit up for what feels like an hour but was ten minutes, waiting to here the song again. then when you start drifting off to sleep, you hear the song again, but it sounds like a broken record this time. the song is slowed, the voice is deep, and it isn't playing smoothly. you open the computer again and see a picture of your crush looking like a demon, smiling and waving, saying your name and breathing in a demonic way while turning their head side to side. you cover your mouth and close your eyes. you hear your computer close and you open your eyes to see your crush right in front of you, looking concerned. you back away from your crush, telling them not to hurt you._ _"THEY ALREADY HURT YOU THOUGH" the wall spells out in all capital letters with blood._ _your crush grabs your shoulder and you quickly look back. they hug you but you don't hug them back. "h-how'd you get in my room?" you stutter. "i've BEEN here, remember?" your crush asks. nervously, you shake your head and say "no." your crush looks at you with a frown but hugs you again. "hey, hug me back," they say. so you hug them back. you fall asleep without noticing and wake up to see a very demonic creature looking thing at your room door. it looks all black and you can't move. you follow its movement with your eyes. it climbs up the wall slowly as you're crying on the inside. it's upside down on the ceiling and jumps onto your bed, somehow landing ever so softly. it looks up at you and then you expect it to kill you or jumpscare you but surprisingly, fades away. then you feel tears that were already there but that you didn't feel at first. all you could think about is what had happened earlier._ _hours later, at school, you ask your crush how they got in your house at 12 in the morning. they say they were at home, sleeping all night and all early morning. shocked and scared, you tell them what had happened. then you start to feel like all of that stuff was a dream. you got confused. it felt so real to you, but that doesn't mean it wasn't a dream. though luckily, it really was a dream. well, a nightmare. and a weird one._
As far back as I can remember, I have been a quiet, nervous kid. It’s not too hard to imagine, because I’m a pretty quiet. One who can be painfully shy, more than a little awkward, and who frets about things both real and imagined. I’m scared of disappointing people, of being rude, and of being disliked. The irony of it being hard to be well-liked when you’re too scared to talk to someone is not lost on me either. Whether it’s meeting people for the first time, trying something new, or being put into an uncomfortable situation - for as long as I can remember these situations make me tense up, retreat into myself, and wish for it to all be over. It first began spiralling out of control throughout these dreaded high school years. Fears of being hit by a football when I walked across the oval to class every day, or getting laughed at for saying something wrong in class, made me hyper aware of anything that could make me look like an idiot (and heaven forbid, make me stand out of the crowd). When you’re desperate to remain invisible, you begin to think that anything that could go wrong, will go wrong, that I realised that these fears hadn’t subsided. It wasn’t just the kids at school whose opinions I feared, and who I didn’t want to look like a fool in front of, it was the wider world, a world which I was now a part of. When I was much older I was able to pin down exactly what was going on in my mind, and why these things made me feel the way I did - I had anxiety. Once I realised exactly what was going on with my mind, and could put a label on it, I began opening up to my friends and family about how I was feeling. It wasn’t a sob story, or even a plea for help, in fact, once I was able to open up about it, the first instinct was to share a laugh about it. By talking about the different situations I get anxious in, and shouting ‘riddikulous’ at them, I hoped to be able to turn them from something scary, into something I’m able to laugh about. (Shout-out to the Harry Potter fans who get this metaphor). I can acknowledge that more often than not it is utterly ridiculous the things I worry about, but the wrong mindset can trigger a molehill into a mountain. When fears are more than just funny anecdotes, they can change your way of life and limit how you engage with the world. They stop you being the real you, and make you second guess every single choice you make, and every situation you find yourself in. It can be the hardest thing to do, but standing up and saying that you deserve better than this is the first step to helping yourself. There’s no shame in admitting that you don’t want this kind of life for yourself, and that you need to talk to someone - whether a professional or a friend - to work through it. We can get weighed down in the monotony of the day-to-day, or held back by the negativity, that we can forget that we only get one shot at this life, and to reel ourselves back from living it to the full is only doing ourselves a disservice. It can seem more comfortable withdrawing from life to avoid these fears, but when we reach the end of our time, are we going to remember the peace of mind we had each time we avoided uncomfortable situations, or are we going to remember the time we met our fears head-on and had a blast as a result. With the resources and help we have available, living in these fears doesn’t have to be a reality. There’s a whole wide world out there for the taking, and we’re the only ones stopping ourselves from truly enjoying it. Feeling a little overwhelmed? Ready to shed your fears and live your real life? Let’s do this together.
its kinda annoying trying to predict the direction of the sound and then it just bounces differently 100% of the time, I would rather like if it were placed in the back and it just moved somewhere just in high intense moments
Okay I've just found the 8D audio version while on psilocybe subaeruginosa. This whole shit is 3D effect with 5th dimensional depth peering into the 7th. Present. 👽🦉🦅👣💎♒️✨️
Oop I didn't listen to his music for a long time because I used to watch filthyfrank on UA-cam in 2016 and it reminds me of my edgy phase in 2016 😭😭😭 yikes but this music is good 😳😳😳
![The Weeknd - Blinding Lights (slowed down & reverb) [8D Audio] 🎧](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/QprwXE0_KCs/mqdefault.jpg)
**Joji running around my room**
*Insert spider men pointing at eachother*
Insert spinning room speed x8
yo i thought u were me for a sec
I have a recommendation for u ua-cam.com/video/MnFOj6Khnfw/v-deo.html
@@toastboom I thought you were me for a sec too- I was like "I don't remember writing this" But thanks for the recommendation, it's actually beautiful :D
oh hi person with immaculate music taste ✨
Hii
yo
HELLO! And also, thanks
Hello
Hi
oh here's what I want 😂
My face when I’m slapped with the metal end of the belt
@@marie_lou7se yes LOL
@@XzTrickyY Is this the father commenting?
Nah more like post nut clarity
LISTEN WITH AIRPODS HOLY- I DONT KNOW WHAT DIMENSION IM IN RN BRB
Yess sis
Eye- thats what 8D is for🤦🏽♀️
There’s always people flexing their AirPods like this on 8d audio shit 😂
IKR
@@IgnarusSecretum like it doesnt do the exact same thing on regular earplugs/headphones😂
High af listening to this masterpiece
Yeaah me to this is heaven hahaha
YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS
depresion level 999999999999999999999999999
@Cameron Wilson Fr
@Cameron Wilson a dumbass 🤓✋
who are you ?
KARMAAAAAAAAQ
yep
Listening to this with high quality earphones is insane.
My earphones cost literally $2 but it still sounds INSANE!
Pinkguy, oh I mean Joji is a great music artist that’s why
@@ItzJoeyBoi whos pinkguy
@@dukemartintancontian8184 u kidding right?
A pink guy is a goofy ahh Joji
This is what I’m looking for but I wish it was on a 1 hour loop
Here man I’ll help you out
Just make a new playlist and then add this song, then put it on repeat
if you are on pc or laptop or anything with a mouse, you can right click and then click loop
thats what i do, idk what to do for tablet or phone ;w;
If you search this song and put "1 hour" there it is 😊
@@UrMom-sg2qz follow me on Snapchat lmao 😂 it’s eleyna54 then look at my name on snap
Is this what Purgatory is, cuz DAMN i stan
ok but when the chorus hits
this is giving me anxiety and i like it
Ive been so depressed these past few weeks. I try to hide it from everyone, they think im fine, but inside, im not. This songs makes me feel so much confidence in myself.
❤❤❤
felt-
well im glad this song makes you feel that way i used to do the same i just do a daily cry everyday even if i dont feel like it
Well, I'm not saying you arent depressed but, you technically arent able to be depressed in intervals, you either have it or you don't maybe you meant its picking up and you're in a bad place right now but as someone who lives with it I understand fully what it feels like and its agony most days....
I hope you’re feeling better now
Someone made this specific ass thing for me to search... uhm thanks
Even better than a normal 8D video❤️
Don’t forget how this same man made us laugh every day.
and now i feel like crying at this masterpiece
Listen at night,in a dark room and turn down volume all the wayOMG YAS
THIS WAS 6 MONTHS AGO - WHERE DID TIME GO-
Man time flies
@@eclipseontime fr
@@nournasr7957 😔
this is so trippy
Listening to this at 3 am all alone in your room hits different
Omg hearing this while on drugs is amazing
Found one!
A "depressed" bart Simpson pic
@@Masonnn245 want one? Tell me youre discord name and id i will send u some :)
Take care
this needs more likes mann .
(y/c/n) means "your crush's name" just so you know.
pov:
_you're in love with a friend of yours that's in (one of) your class(es) and you're a fool over them. you've never felt this way about anyone before. one night, you're in your room, which is on the second floor. you're laying down in your bed and you're looking out the window at the street light and the trees, admiring the view while thinking of that special someone. gladly, the curtain is covering most of the window and the window is locked. your computer is on the small desk that's right by your window. suddenly, you hear a song playing from your computer, even though it's closed._
*i don't want a friend.
i want my life in two.
waiting to get there.
waiting for you.
when i'm around slow dancing in the dark,
don't follow me- you'll end up in my arms.*
_you get up and quickly open your computer. the song stops. you swear you see something or someone behind a tree. you quickly look out the window and brush it off. you close your computer and get back in bed. you hear the song again minutes later._
*you done made up your mind.
i don't need no more signs.
can you?
can you?
give me reasons we should be complete.*
_you quickly get up, annoyed, and open the computer and then quickly close it after the music stops. "ugh!" you say out loud, frustrated. once again, you swear you see something and you look at the window. your heart drops when you see someone or something standing behind a tree, looking right at your window. you make sure to put the curtains on the window even more and then you hear the song again while closing the curtains. you pause for a few seconds, breathing hard, feeling your heartbeat in your neck and temples. you quickly open the computer to see a picture of your crush on the keyboard. you get even more scared and wonder how it got there. feeling that something is up of course, you turn the photo around._
"i'm here, sweetie,
y/c/n"
_it reads._
_you notice that it isn't at all your crush's handwriting. you drop the photo and grab the computer, taking it to your bed. you sit up for what feels like an hour but was ten minutes, waiting to here the song again. then when you start drifting off to sleep, you hear the song again, but it sounds like a broken record this time. the song is slowed, the voice is deep, and it isn't playing smoothly. you open the computer again and see a picture of your crush looking like a demon, smiling and waving, saying your name and breathing in a demonic way while turning their head side to side. you cover your mouth and close your eyes. you hear your computer close and you open your eyes to see your crush right in front of you, looking concerned. you back away from your crush, telling them not to hurt you._
_"THEY ALREADY HURT YOU THOUGH" the wall spells out in all capital letters with blood._
_your crush grabs your shoulder and you quickly look back. they hug you but you don't hug them back. "h-how'd you get in my room?" you stutter. "i've BEEN here, remember?" your crush asks. nervously, you shake your head and say "no." your crush looks at you with a frown but hugs you again. "hey, hug me back," they say. so you hug them back. you fall asleep without noticing and wake up to see a very demonic creature looking thing at your room door. it looks all black and you can't move. you follow its movement with your eyes. it climbs up the wall slowly as you're crying on the inside. it's upside down on the ceiling and jumps onto your bed, somehow landing ever so softly. it looks up at you and then you expect it to kill you or jumpscare you but surprisingly, fades away. then you feel tears that were already there but that you didn't feel at first. all you could think about is what had happened earlier._
_hours later, at school, you ask your crush how they got in your house at 12 in the morning. they say they were at home, sleeping all night and all early morning. shocked and scared, you tell them what had happened. then you start to feel like all of that stuff was a dream. you got confused. it felt so real to you, but that doesn't mean it wasn't a dream. though luckily, it really was a dream. well, a nightmare. and a weird one._
woahh-
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you shouldddd write wattpad stories- JUST A SUGGESTION
As far back as I can remember, I have been a quiet, nervous kid. It’s not too hard to imagine, because I’m a pretty quiet. One who can be painfully shy, more than a little awkward, and who frets about things both real and imagined.
I’m scared of disappointing people, of being rude, and of being disliked. The irony of it being hard to be well-liked when you’re too scared to talk to someone is not lost on me either. Whether it’s meeting people for the first time, trying something new, or being put into an uncomfortable situation - for as long as I can remember these situations make me tense up, retreat into myself, and wish for it to all be over.
It first began spiralling out of control throughout these dreaded high school years. Fears of being hit by a football when I walked across the oval to class every day, or getting laughed at for saying something wrong in class, made me hyper aware of anything that could make me look like an idiot (and heaven forbid, make me stand out of the crowd).
When you’re desperate to remain invisible, you begin to think that anything that could go wrong, will go wrong, that I realised that these fears hadn’t subsided.
It wasn’t just the kids at school whose opinions I feared, and who I didn’t want to look like a fool in front of, it was the wider world, a world which I was now a part of.
When I was much older I was able to pin down exactly what was going on in my mind, and why these things made me feel the way I did - I had anxiety.
Once I realised exactly what was going on with my mind, and could put a label on it, I began opening up to my friends and family about how I was feeling.
It wasn’t a sob story, or even a plea for help, in fact, once I was able to open up about it, the first instinct was to share a laugh about it.
By talking about the different situations I get anxious in, and shouting ‘riddikulous’ at them, I hoped to be able to turn them from something scary, into something I’m able to laugh about. (Shout-out to the Harry Potter fans who get this metaphor).
I can acknowledge that more often than not it is utterly ridiculous the things I worry about, but the wrong mindset can trigger a molehill into a mountain.
When fears are more than just funny anecdotes, they can change your way of life and limit how you engage with the world. They stop you being the real you, and make you second guess every single choice you make, and every situation you find yourself in.
It can be the hardest thing to do, but standing up and saying that you deserve better than this is the first step to helping yourself. There’s no shame in admitting that you don’t want this kind of life for yourself, and that you need to talk to someone - whether a professional or a friend - to work through it.
We can get weighed down in the monotony of the day-to-day, or held back by the negativity, that we can forget that we only get one shot at this life, and to reel ourselves back from living it to the full is only doing ourselves a disservice.
It can seem more comfortable withdrawing from life to avoid these fears, but when we reach the end of our time, are we going to remember the peace of mind we had each time we avoided uncomfortable situations, or are we going to remember the time we met our fears head-on and had a blast as a result.
With the resources and help we have available, living in these fears doesn’t have to be a reality. There’s a whole wide world out there for the taking, and we’re the only ones stopping ourselves from truly enjoying it.
Feeling a little overwhelmed?
Ready to shed your fears and live your real life?
Let’s do this together.
A music stan meme brought me here
Beautiful. I've listened to this for 5 hours now
Same! 💞
Just click the goddamn 0.75x button...
WELCOME TO ANOTHER HEART BREAK LEVEL
Stop with that.. 😗 it's just way worse
*i'll call the cops on you pls stop*
Just what I was looking for
is this heaven- 😭 it's so beautiful
listen to this high af, you
will never regret
hey so this may or may not have triggered a panic attack for me but im here for it
its kinda annoying trying to predict the direction of the sound and then it just bounces differently 100% of the time, I would rather like if it were placed in the back and it just moved somewhere just in high intense moments
wow
Bro ngl trust me I put on both my AirPods and turned it all the way up it’s heaven -🧍♀️
Imagine listening to this while skateboarding with your friends in the sunset.. *just imagine baby imagine it..*
YOOO IM LISTENING WITH HEADPHONES AND IM IN LOVE 😭😭😭
i like your pfp😩
Pov: you lost everting..
imagine how not 5 years ago this guy was eating eggs and fucking about in a pink skin suit. people really change
and eating throw up cake XD
WHAT PLANET AM I ON
It's like someone just sprinkled pixie dust on my brain
-I can’t explain this feeling rn this sounds amazing omg-
Owmg I'm gonna cry really.
joji- slow dancing around my head
fucking awesome you deserve more than 69 (nice) likes and i'm turning it to 70
I’m ready to die with depression
this video is on another level of immaculate
When I thought of this I really thought I came up with an idea, it was already made smhhh
felt my soul leave my body
No other music can beat 8D
2021? nobody here??
It’s 2am and I finally think I’ve found the song to knock me out 😴
just creamed
This need 1B likes
Am addicted
i miss papa franku
W o a h
i have never ever been so at peace with my life😌
Okay I've just found the 8D audio version while on psilocybe subaeruginosa. This whole shit is 3D effect with 5th dimensional depth peering into the 7th. Present. 👽🦉🦅👣💎♒️✨️
Given :’)
My brain is melting
that's all what I want
joji listening to this*
"YO THERE IS JOJI HERE"
PERFECT 😱 thank you
Wooooaaahhhh
he's running around my empty skull, heck
Mmmmmmmmmmm yes
use razer headphone or headphone so fuckin lit yooo
*everytime i punch myself*
yeah wait till the fruit snacks find out who joji actually is
Mi nombre rosa y es raymond que de que 😢😢😢es que me mi q digas gustaría que 😮
WHERE AM I WHAT THE FUCK WOAHHH
im calling the cops! there are free drugs here✨
And then turn on background sounds🤤
Please do I’ll See You in 40 next plss
The perfect version doesn’t exi..........
hello,im here 2020
yo may try bass boost this
we'll see
This is the end all be all
now this Is *chef kiss*
wait omg this is good
Oop I didn't listen to his music for a long time because I used to watch filthyfrank on UA-cam in 2016 and it reminds me of my edgy phase in 2016 😭😭😭 yikes but this music is good 😳😳😳
✨️this is a bop✨️
Listen this with your headphone
AirPods makin this hit different
i hate life
Listening to this with beats. The bass is loud as hell
i dont think my ears r okay? like- i feel so comfortable 🧍
Use headphones thank me later now get the vibe
yoooo ,... i got chills damnnnnnnnnnnn great job!
Just imagine drowning to this song
something about this song feels so magical
Damn this gives me goosebumps
The power this video holds..
I FOUND IT THE SONGGGG
damn I listened to this without headphones on an Imac and its was incredibleeeeeeee
THIS IS BOMB
this is so underrated
woah
😩💔
microwave challenge :::)))))))))
Mad weird