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Bad Apple!!

Bad Apple!! | 流れてく 時の中ででも 気だるさが ほらグルグル廻って
私から 離れる心も 見えないわ そう知らない?

自分から 動くこともなく 時の隙間に 流され続けて
知らないわ 周りのことなど 私は私 それだけ

夢見てる? なにも見てない? 語るも無駄な 自分の言葉
悲しむなんて 疲れるだけよ 何も感じず 過ごせばいいの

戸惑う言葉 与えられても 自分の心 ただ上の空
もし私から 動くのならば すべて変えるのなら 黒にする

こんな自分に 未来はあるの? こんな世界に 私はいるの?
今切ないの? 今悲しいの? 自分の事も わからないまま

歩むことさえ 疲れるだけよ 人のことなど 知りもしないわ
こんな私も 変われるのなら もし変われるのなら 白になる | image tagged in blank black,copypasta,touhou,bad apple,memes | made w/ Imgflip meme maker
by anonymous
134 views, 3 upvotes, 1 comment

New copypasta cause i'm bored

New copypasta cause i'm bored | On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light
In flames of death's eternal reign, we ride towards the fight
When the darkness has fallen down, and the times are tough all right
The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight
Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel, through the wastelands evermore
The scattered souls will feel the hell bodies wasted on the shores
On the blackest plains in hell's domain, we watch them as they go
In fire and pain, now once again, we know
So now we fly ever free
We're free before the thunderstorm
On towards the wilderness, our quest carries on
Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight
Deep inside our hearts and all our souls
So far away, we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames, we carry on
As the red day is dawning
And the lightning cracks the sky
They'll raise their hands to the heavens above
With resentment to their eyes
Running back through the mid-morning light
There's a burning in my heart
We're banished from a time in a fallen land
To a life beyond the stars
In your darkest dreams see to believe
Our destiny this time
And endlessly we'll all be free tonight
And on the wings of a dream, so far beyond reality
All alone in desperation, now the time has gone
Lost inside, you'll never find, lost within my own mind
Day after day this misery must go on
So far away, we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames, we carry on
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Now here we stand with their blood on our hands
We fought so hard, now can we understand?
I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can
For freedom of every man
So far away, we wait for the day
For the lives all so wasted and gone
We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
Through the fire and the flames, we carry on | image tagged in blank black,copypasta,song lyrics,through the fire and flames | made w/ Imgflip meme maker
by anonymous
194 views, 3 upvotes, 1 comment

Copypasta in comments

Copypasta in comments | image tagged in copypasta | made w/ Imgflip meme maker
by anonymous
216 views, 4 upvotes, 2 comments

A more accurate translation of the MARENOL story by Frums.

A more accurate translation of the MARENOL story by Frums. | Every day, I keep a dream journal.
Some people say that over time it might start making dreams feel like real life
and that's dangerous...but I haven't felt that way.
More than that, people say it's a good way to improve one's mental health.
But it seems like that's true of all routines.
For me, it's just fun. Reading back on it, it's like I have more memories.
Dreams and memories are about the same thing once they're in the past, so it doesn't feel far from the truth to say they really happened to you.
But it's actually really hard to write a dream journal...they slip out of your memory so easily.
The details slip away from you as you write.
You have to record them as fast as possible.
Apparently professional interviewers don't use words at all.
They just use a personal system of simple symbols to record everything.
But I can't do that sort of thing....so I frequently miss days. It's difficult to be accurate, too.
...in writing my journals, I've lately had a disproportionate number of bad dreams. And they feel so real.
Death is a given, and often I'll suffer for a long time without dying.
I'll immediately wake up after death, but just before it feels like reality.
Pain, suffering...nothing but that. Recently sleep itself has become scary, no, terrifying.
Since I'll feel the pain of death every time I sleep...I think it's a little impressive to keep writing dream journals even through that.
...maybe the way all that pain resets when I wake up
is the real motivation for my journals.
Since I might really die someday.
And I can only think of one reason why I've been having all these bad dreams. That drug.

Marenol.
An antidepressant I got hold of myself instead of being prescribed.
I'm, well, depressed. I took the drugs I was prescribed at first, but they didn't do anything.
I've done counseling, too, but I never had any confidence in it.
Unsurprisingly, I soon stopped medicating, and soon I lost the will to go outside.
Even leaving my room became a challenge. I stopped eating, started collapsing and vomiting.
Even though there was nothing to vomit up...heh.
For better or for worse, in the middle of all that, I found an antidepressant on the internet.
I wasn't actually looking for one...
Instead, while I was looking for suicide methods without any intention of actually going through with it, it showed up in some automatic interstitial.
(Is it really a good thing to stop people who want to die?)
Its main effects: powerful antidepressant properties, mood enhancement, healing depression itself, nutritional supplementation, with a very long tail of effectiveness...nothing short of perfect.
But I was more interested in the side effect. "Dreams so bad they approach death."
I was dubious of whether they were actually that bad,
But having "recovery" as a main effect and "death" as a side effect is sort of win-win for someone suicidal.
And dream journals had almost made bad dreams a little fun.
And there are a lot of drugs with bad dreams as a side effect.
It's hard to tell if the drugs actually cause them or they were happening anyway...
So apparently it's really not that big a deal.
I really didn't think it would be that bad...in retrospect, I was overconfident.
I just took a bunch without paying too much attention to the instructions.
I figured, hey, I've OD'd before.

Thinking back, since it was on a suicide site...it must have been intended for "that".
Something that only people prepared for "that" would use.
At the very least, it was all true. Dreams like living hell. I die over and over again.
The pain, no different from real life.
I knew that suicide by overdose was painful, but...it was stupid to attempt something like this.
Oh god, I want to die. Or...am I already dying? Christ, please.
I know I said I wanted to die, but not this terribly.
The worst part it...when I'm awake, I feel fine.
I'm almost sickeningly happy. It's a little amazing that it's so effective I'm able to write this.
But...it's all a trap. It's like the main effect is death, and the side effect is wanting to live.
It wouldn't be that bad if it was just dying in a dream, but...
It all hurts just as much as if it was real life.
"Dreams so bad they approach death"...I thought it was talking about dying in the dream.
But I've heard of people dying because their dreams felt so real their brains went into shock.
So maybe it was talking about death in the real world. If so...I know I'll die that way.
It feels so real, I can't tell how I'm still alive.
Just make it either a dream or real, please...it's not like it makes a difference.
The pain of being impaled by a lance, being crushed by the ceiling, of starving for oxygen as I drown...
Even though it's just a dream, it's all real to me.
There's nothing I can do but wait until the effects run out.
Even though it's been days since I took it, it's still in my system.
I have no idea how long it lasts...and until then, there's nothing I can do but die, over and over again.
But I have no other options...a punishment I inflicted on myself.
If I die, it'll be with no external injuries...no one will be able to tell what killed me.
That's why I'm writing all this here...both my life and my dreams.

Good night. | image tagged in blank black,copypasta | made w/ Imgflip meme maker
by anonymous
400 views, 3 upvotes, 2 comments
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by anonymous
48 views, 4 upvotes

All Manzai Birds puns

by anonymous
173 views, 5 upvotes

The alphabet, but ordered by frequency

by anonymous
106 views, 2 upvotes, 2 comments

all COMMERCIAL rhythm games that have conflict

by anonymous
103 views, 2 upvotes, 1 comment

C H I W A W A

by anonymous
114 views, 2 upvotes, 8 comments

Ancient Horse (Old Town Road but Google Translated)

by anonymous
137 views, 3 upvotes