not depressed or sad but man this song just comforts me

Why is everyone so mean when all I am is nice to them.

I don’t know why I talk so much. I don’t know why I am the way that I am. I just wish that one day I could feel like I can be myself without the judgement. I say I don’t rlly care what people rlly think but I do. It hurts me so much to know that I am annoying. That I probably won’t be liked by people. That I can’t just be like everyone else. I try to fit in and I try to be funny but I can’t stand who I am anymore. But I can’t change. Idk why. I wish I could be different so bad. I genuinely hate who I am.

смерть-единственный выход.

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DISCLAIMER : This track explores themes of mental anguish and self-destruction. If you are struggling, please seek help. You are not alone.

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my little winter.

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thanks

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Lyrics: 

My footsteps tread
Lie low and lone the silent dead,
Beneath the turf, beneath the mould,
Forever dark, forever cold,
And my eyes cannot hold the tears
That memory hoards from vanished years
For Time and Death and Mortal pain
Give wounds that will not heal again,
Let me remember half the woe
I've seen and heard and felt below,
And Heaven itself, so pure and blest,
Could never give my spirit rest,
Sweet land of light! thy children fair
Know nought akin to our despair,
Nor have they felt, nor can they tell
What tenants haunt each mortal cell,
What gloomy guests we hold within,
Torments and madness, tears and sin!
Well, may they live in ectasy
Their long eternity of joy;
At least we would not bring them down
With us to weep, with us to groan,
No, Earth would wish no other sphere
To taste her cup of sufferings drear;
She turns from Heaven with a careless eye
And only mourns that we must die!

derealization

DISCLAIMER : This track explores themes of mental anguish and self-destruction. If you are struggling, please seek help. You are not alone.

the morning after.

i watched them all die in the fire

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thanks

spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/1LalVcPcXvUAbLCwYGUOxe?si=254dcb29395042fc

world so empty

no.way.out

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