Twiceler
Pro-suicide. Blackpill.
- Dec 16, 2021
- 89
I was listening to "majestic casual" channel on YouTube since 13 yo, at the same time I started feeling suicidal. I didn't know english well. The whole channel is very special for me. It was helping me to escape from real myself and real life listening to it, making me hope for a better future. Songs from there were so beautiful for me, inspiring and chilling, they made me feel special, they made me feel fluttering.
But recently I realised that many songs from there, even among my favourites, are about physical sex, literally, and that embarasses me. I didn't want to believe that at first. But now I clearly understand what they're singing about and I feel very bad listening to them after all those years (frustrating, disappointment, angry, jealous/envious, idk). I never associated beautiful songs with anything sexual but only innocent things. I feel like I'm missing something. I feel myself decieved. Also neved had a gf, mid twenties now.
I don't understand how things are going. I don't understand what were in my parents heads when they were fucking. I don't understand why am I here living. I don't want to fight for anything, achieve anything. I never seek help. All that remains after all are my suicidal ideations, that is the only thing I'm still sure in.
Some little venting here. Thank you for reading this. Ctb soon probably (ordered SN).
But recently I realised that many songs from there, even among my favourites, are about physical sex, literally, and that embarasses me. I didn't want to believe that at first. But now I clearly understand what they're singing about and I feel very bad listening to them after all those years (frustrating, disappointment, angry, jealous/envious, idk). I never associated beautiful songs with anything sexual but only innocent things. I feel like I'm missing something. I feel myself decieved. Also neved had a gf, mid twenties now.
I don't understand how things are going. I don't understand what were in my parents heads when they were fucking. I don't understand why am I here living. I don't want to fight for anything, achieve anything. I never seek help. All that remains after all are my suicidal ideations, that is the only thing I'm still sure in.
Some little venting here. Thank you for reading this. Ctb soon probably (ordered SN).
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