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bro i listened to this and I cummed. Its been a while thank you so much.

Wow I listened to this so much last year, during a weird time in my life. Rediscovering this while going through another, brings back so many memories.

"Nothing is real everything is an illusion" I believe we are here for human experience that's it...

T’hanks you

way too hard, well done man felt haunted and caught again

There’s not much you can do when you stare into the deep unforgiving eyes of the passage of time other then keep looking and smile

fire keep it up 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

I need a 10 Hour loop of this it’s soo good

The description is very much true, this world is sadly very good at erasing things, but still we should be happy that those things existed at all.

this is so beautiful dude

i love this

love the thumbnail on this video

you will be okay

if life doesnt matter, why stress it? exist just for the sake of existing.

i´m so tired

Beautiful sounds , it really helped me relax thank u ❤

Eusoqueromorrer

Owlman. That is all.

like a supernova in my soul...............

hows the song called, i want to save it on Spotify 😅

You'll be alright. The best is yet to come ❤

This music is beautiful. I have not heard something so atmospheric in a long time. I can’t describe the emotion it brings. Please keep creating. This is so inspirational 🤍

This sounds magical! Wow❤

Amazing sounds and the description was great, only a war soldier (life) knows that.

Your music deserves to be in a movie.

It is beautiful

True art

The solution guys is to back to our creator and listen to his words to know how to treat and heal ourselves from pain , start your peace journey 🙏🏻

Been following your work for a while now, and this is one of my favorites. Thank you for making this 🙏

Amazing

My mind everytime I see the word nothing: "Nothing really matters, toooo meeeeeeeeeeeee."

Are you the creator of this just wondering

Losing that 1 special person in you're life will change you forever. Losing the 3 most prescious people of both of your lifes will ruin you. I dont even know who i am anymore. Life can be so brutal, people can be so cruel. I just we had a time machine

wish to never exist

Роман Ф. М. Достоевского «Преступление и наказание» и фрагмент текста преднашрутного рассказа Д. Шмаринова имеют сходства в характеристике персонажей и создании атмосферы. Оба автора обращают особое внимание на детали внешности и поведения персонажей, что помогает читателю воссоздать их образы. Достоевский описывает старушку сухой, с маленьким носом и дымными глазками, что придает ей недоверчивый вид, а также обращает внимание на ее изодранные и жирно смазанные волосы, что создает ощущение запущенности. В свою очередь, Шмаринов использует подобные детали в описании жилицы, таких как ее недоверчивые глазки и мелкие жесты, чтобы передать читателю ее характер и настроение. Оба автора также используют детали окружающей среды, такие как темная прихожая и крошечная кухня, чтобы усилить атмосферу изоляции и угнетения. Отношение авторов к героям выражается через использование таких приемов, как описание их внешности и поведения, создание подходящей атмосферы и передача их взаимодействия с окружающим миром, что помогает читателю лучше понять их внутренний мир и судьбу.

Белобрысые, мало поседевшие волосы ее были жирно смазаны маслом. На ее тонкой и длинной шее. похожей на куриную ногу, было наверчено какое-то фланелевое тряпье, а на плечах, несмотря на жару, болталась вся истрепанная и пожелтелая меховая кацавейка. Старушонка поминутно кашляла и кряхтела. Должно быть, молодой человек взглянул на нее каким-нибудь особенным взглядом, потому что и в ее глазах мелькнула вдруг опять прежняя недоверчивость.

I dont know why but this song is just... I don't even know how to explain is just Perfect of definition Nostalgia or lost

Nobody cares, man Such is life I was there for everyone Now, when I'm at my absolute lowest Everyone has left me ALONEALONEALONEALONE

Everything's so fucked. Laying alone and rotting away like a fool, knowing the same routine awaits the next day. I'm so alone. I don't have a meaningful relationship with my parents. I don't know what it's like to be loved. My friends complain to me about girls while I die on the inside, thinking about how much of a privilege that is to even HAVE a CHANCE of a relationship. The loneliness never goes away, not with my friends. One second I'm laughing, and the other, when nobody's looking, I instantly go back to the emotionless facade I wear. My friends sometimes ask me if anything's wrong, and I die on the inside, when I tell them nothing's wrong.... They wouldn't understand how I feel, and it's not their fault. I just wish to be held, to be kissed.... I don't want to just love myself, dammit, I want someone to love me. Truly. I'm working on myself, stressing out behind the scenes, and for what? I'm still just a shadow. It takes me longer to achieve less than others. It's fucking miserable. Do I have to live this way? I know I'm making steps to goodness, but sometimes, I just feel like nothing. Maybe some of life's pleasures like true love are not for me to experience.... It makes me jealous, miserable and frustrated. But the only thing I can do is keep repeating what I do to improve myself and hope for the best. If 'the best' is ever gonna happen, anyway.

this is so nice.. I want to cry

am I the abyss? or did I gaze into it?

video game menu ahh beat

nothing matters, but everything matters or some paradoxical bs idk. good luck, try and have fun, find someone to love.

all that matters are emotions, it's all we are. So feel as much as possible, be kind and make the best if it while you still can

I love it when you smile

Of course nothing really matters, this life is temporary. We all will go some day.

I have been trying to find something clever to say here but my words are escaping me. I guess what I had in mind, was to say thank you for making this. It helped me realize something I've been lacking for a while, and that's direction. After I was forced out of my home a couple months ago, I have been living in the middle of nowhere, working a nothing job, trying to piece together what I have left of my psyche, my will to keep going. And I suppose at one point the only thing keeping me here was my inability to commit to the act. There was one other reason that I felt had left me behind, but my long distance boyfriend. Every day he would say good morning, and as pointless as that may seem it helped me immensely. I live alone now, and the only people I have to talk to are my coworkers. Unfortunately I am an introvert and with some of my trauma I've experienced I often don't trust people anyway. I suppose I'm a cynic in that way or whatever you want to call me. My point was, just him saying good morning relieved a mounting tension in my mind, the fact someone wanted to speak to me touched me in a way that not many things will do. When I was forced from my home I never had the chance to say goodbye, or even explain what was happening before it happened, and I thought for a long time he'd just forget me, pass me up for someone else because... well, I can't name a good reason why you'd try dating someone two thousand miles away with no hope of ever seeing each other again... But he hoped. He held out for me when nobody else would. It gave me hope. Something in short supply for me as of late. It made me realize some things do matter. I matter. A lot more than I let myself believe. But I had no direction to take this hope, something to put it towards. The world is a bleak place, but listening to this while I put my thoughts together made me feel as if I could maybe make something of my life now. A direction to start walking in, if you will. I'll chose to keep waking up each morning, and pressing on because maybe with time, I'll be back on a path I was meant to be on. TL:DR - Thanks.

dont go plesse im sorry im sorry please not yet please i lvos you so much im not resdy no pleae im sorry i no please i fucking love you come back you were so fucking young my baby i m so so sorry i love you

I’m not gonna say “it’s gonna get better” because it might not

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