As the snail slowly inches toward you, you feel your heart beat fast in your chest. The world around you burns. Nothing is left. You chuckle to yourself, “so, we meet again.” The snail looks up at you and stops in it’s tracks. You lock eyes with it. You collapse to the ground. Blood coats your bruised and worn knees. You look down at your hands, covered in red and cuts. You have lost everything, everyone you have ever lived. Everything, everything is gone. Tears roll down your face. You begin to laugh. You extend your hand toward the snail, blood dripping onto the burnt soil. The snail looks up at your hand. “Go ahead, little buddy. It’s been a good run.” You touch your finger to the snail, and fall sideways to the ground. Your eyes start to blur, and the world seems to spin. You feel the snail curl up in your hand as the two of you lose consciousness Slowly. “Goodbye.” The last thing you feel is the comforting sliminess of the snail resting on your palm.
I actually came here cause its currently Christmas eve 11:17 and I'm not feeling it. I haven't felt the Christmas spirit since elementary school. I'm now 18 and its just hit me that these may be my last few Christmas eves with my parents. That one day I will move out and Christmas eve and morning wont mean much (unless I have kids one day ofc). I wish I could enjoy it but I'm sitting here wondering where the magic went. I know the true meaning of Christmas don't get me wrong. The birth of our savior is amazing and we are so blessed however; I don't feel like I deserve it at times. My depression has been so much worse this year, winter break especially, staying in my room, not having many friends to go see. I feel overlooked and unimportant by those closest to me. Just empty and over it. All this to say I got on here expecting to find more sad stories and how Christmas isn't the same and "So this is Christmas" now for us. I came to find that snail story and yall's comments and remarks. It made me feel better cause it got my mind off the bad. It took something sad and made it funny or interesting. As crazy as the internet can be, let me say, thank you internet.
"E então é natal...e o que você fez?" - bom, fortaleci vínculos de amizade, conheci novas pessoas, acompanhei meu avô por 16 dias no hospital enquanto o cancer o devorava e pude ver pela primeira vez em anos ele ter medo do que podia acontecer. Eu o vesti, eu o reconheci, eu o carreguei e eu o vi descer pra terra. Eu e meu irmão nos perdemos de vez na nossa relação, minha namorada terminou comigo faltando 1 semana pro natal mas eu sobrevivi a tudo isso. Não sobrevivi como gostaria mas sobrevivi.
My grandpa died and girls at my school were laughing at me and calling me a baby and saying men don’t cry and only people that comforted me were my friends I’m listening to this in my bed
Some woman… I’m a female and I can’t even imagine laughing at a person who lost their beloved family member (or anyone else). I am so sorry about your loss. But I want you to know the saying my parents always told me. It says: Tears are a sign of strength, not weakness. Only those with strong spirits can truly reveal what they feel. I’m sorry if my English isn’t very good and understandable - my mother language is Russian, but I hope you will understand the main point and feel better ❤️
If it makes you feel better - I’m crying right now and don’t feel week at all, because I know it is a sing, that my soul is still alive and I am strong (again I am sorry for my bad English)
@@Lala-_-_-339 this might be based on the hypothetical idea where you get $10M but an immortal super intelligent snail goes after you and ONLY you where once you touch it you die
This will be my final message. It is now my birthday today, on the dot. According to... The tracker... Yes, the snail is... Here. I have lived so long I can barely remember my brother's face. I still have his necklace. What was the point of all this? No, really? I have been chronicling for a millennium now and what do I have to show for it? Old age and a snail still... On my tail... Heh... I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna touch the snail. I really don't want to but... What do I have left? The walls of my childhood home crumbled before my eyes, I looked into the eyes of my brother as he was shot to death, I witnessed human life end before me and for what?! He, she, it.. the fucker is still approaching... I have 2% battery left. I'm going to send this as far as possible away from here. Earth, I mean. If anyone can hear me... Understand me, even? Hear my screams, for death is the only thing we have to look forward to. Don't let yourself suffer for actions you cannot control. It's not your fault. I realize that now. I realize it. *The recording device falls to the floor. We hear footsteps as he walks away. Faintly, we can hear his final words.* Inevitability is such a pain... *He touches the snail.*
Ok the immortal snail is a sentient snail that is practically your grim reaper if it touches you you die. It will follow you until it touches you. This song is linked to it because it just is.
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The snail….
No, not the snail.....
The gay werewolf. /j
The damn snail
@@aesop7984 HUH
@@G00byW00by IT'S A MARAUDERS REFERENCE TO REMUS LUPIN HAHAHA love him
As the snail slowly inches toward you, you feel your heart beat fast in your chest. The world around you burns. Nothing is left.
You chuckle to yourself, “so, we meet again.”
The snail looks up at you and stops in it’s tracks. You lock eyes with it. You collapse to the ground. Blood coats your bruised and worn knees. You look down at your hands, covered in red and cuts. You have lost everything, everyone you have ever lived. Everything, everything is gone. Tears roll down your face. You begin to laugh. You extend your hand toward the snail, blood dripping onto the burnt soil. The snail looks up at your hand.
“Go ahead, little buddy. It’s been a good run.”
You touch your finger to the snail, and fall sideways to the ground. Your eyes start to blur, and the world seems to spin. You feel the snail curl up in your hand as the two of you lose consciousness Slowly.
“Goodbye.”
The last thing you feel is the comforting sliminess of the snail resting on your palm.
WTF
@@blakedeal2076 Immortal snail
that's actually really sad, but wholesome at the same time.
@@blakedeal2076 hehehe
Wtf.
We made it guys. We got through a war, Covid, school (for some) and life itself :) Congrats
Now can someone just say Jumanji and stop this madness?
Now its time for global warming and poverty and inequality along side war
@@PuffleFuzz please someone say it
@@abigailsims9333I tried it.
Its about to get a whole lot worse
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Snail 😵
I actually came here cause its currently Christmas eve 11:17 and I'm not feeling it. I haven't felt the Christmas spirit since elementary school. I'm now 18 and its just hit me that these may be my last few Christmas eves with my parents. That one day I will move out and Christmas eve and morning wont mean much (unless I have kids one day ofc). I wish I could enjoy it but I'm sitting here wondering where the magic went. I know the true meaning of Christmas don't get me wrong. The birth of our savior is amazing and we are so blessed however; I don't feel like I deserve it at times. My depression has been so much worse this year, winter break especially, staying in my room, not having many friends to go see. I feel overlooked and unimportant by those closest to me. Just empty and over it.
All this to say I got on here expecting to find more sad stories and how Christmas isn't the same and "So this is Christmas" now for us. I came to find that snail story and yall's comments and remarks. It made me feel better cause it got my mind off the bad. It took something sad and made it funny or interesting.
As crazy as the internet can be, let me say, thank you internet.
I feel this so much and it hurts so much. I know it's been two months but I hope you're doing well my friend
Ayoo sis....how's life now??
i feel like the people you will meet are more important than the one you met depending on your mindset
"I was good. I was really good."
I'm sorry my love, I can't go home...
War is not over...
Congratulations! We are almost there. We made it through a war, COVID 19, anger, stress, trauma, suffering, etc. But, we are almost there my friends.
"E então é natal...e o que você fez?" - bom, fortaleci vínculos de amizade, conheci novas pessoas, acompanhei meu avô por 16 dias no hospital enquanto o cancer o devorava e pude ver pela primeira vez em anos ele ter medo do que podia acontecer. Eu o vesti, eu o reconheci, eu o carreguei e eu o vi descer pra terra. Eu e meu irmão nos perdemos de vez na nossa relação, minha namorada terminou comigo faltando 1 semana pro natal mas eu sobrevivi a tudo isso. Não sobrevivi como gostaria mas sobrevivi.
He's behind you....
WHY DID I LOOK💀 I GOT SCARED
The snail is right behind me....isnt he?
THE MAN TOUCHED SO MAY WITH THE MESSAGE OF LOVE.
As you and the snail witness the new birth of the universe, you finally make peace with the snail and accept your fate.
My grandpa died and girls at my school were laughing at me and calling me a baby and saying men don’t cry and only people that comforted me were my friends I’m listening to this in my bed
Before anyone give me sympathy don’t reply just telling a story and just showing how rude women are to men
Some woman… I’m a female and I can’t even imagine laughing at a person who lost their beloved family member (or anyone else).
I am so sorry about your loss. But I want you to know the saying my parents always told me. It says: Tears are a sign of strength, not weakness. Only those with strong spirits can truly reveal what they feel. I’m sorry if my English isn’t very good and understandable - my mother language is Russian, but I hope you will understand the main point and feel better ❤️
If it makes you feel better - I’m crying right now and don’t feel week at all, because I know it is a sing, that my soul is still alive and I am strong (again I am sorry for my bad English)
It's sad to see the stigma that men can't/don't cry. It definitely isn't true and just hurts people
@@Artonovskas a female we need more woman like you in this world
To anyone crying as you listen to this about tonys death (marvel) I'm crying too, you're not alone
The snail... the snail has returned... 🐌
What snail or am I dumb
@@Lala-_-_-339 this might be based on the hypothetical idea where you get $10M but an immortal super intelligent snail goes after you and ONLY you where once you touch it you die
@@revivabilities ooohh thank you so much I didn’t under stand then lol
Nostalgia
He's coming...
Pov you are in middle of war and its Christmas but your friend played this while in war combat
War is over.......
When i hear this song the only thing i can think is Walter White dying
Well I’m going to play this song this year. 😢
É choll de bola essa música é linda demais 💗 gosto demais da conta 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😢😢😢😢😢😢
esto va a sonar mientras haya terminado mi exposicion y todos me den aplausos
❤❤❤
Christmas then its baseball time baby 😁😁😁
The snail is coming...
What snail or am I dumb
❤❤❤❤
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Vive l'empereur!
Fun fact, this cafe is in the Netherlands
Omg I'm so happy to make your likes 1k😂🎉 it's so special to me now.")
i know that snail is here somewhere
This will be my final message. It is now my birthday today, on the dot. According to... The tracker... Yes, the snail is... Here.
I have lived so long I can barely remember my brother's face. I still have his necklace.
What was the point of all this? No, really? I have been chronicling for a millennium now and what do I have to show for it? Old age and a snail still... On my tail... Heh...
I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna touch the snail. I really don't want to but... What do I have left? The walls of my childhood home crumbled before my eyes, I looked into the eyes of my brother as he was shot to death, I witnessed human life end before me and for what?!
He, she, it.. the fucker is still approaching...
I have 2% battery left. I'm going to send this as far as possible away from here. Earth, I mean. If anyone can hear me... Understand me, even? Hear my screams, for death is the only thing we have to look forward to. Don't let yourself suffer for actions you cannot control. It's not your fault. I realize that now. I realize it.
*The recording device falls to the floor. We hear footsteps as he walks away. Faintly, we can hear his final words.*
Inevitability is such a pain...
*He touches the snail.*
i dont get it
What?
That was one beautifully written story :) for one second, I thought these where your last words. I hope it wasn’t :(
@@3ea3ea glad I could put that kind of emotion into a fucking TikTok meme! Lol
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yay so happy we just survived all that madness and now we’re going through the beginning of ww3, a nuclear war..
what
nevermind i get what you mean man
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when will my war be over ? :(
We made it everyone, we survived COVID, war, school again, and more traumatizing stuff
HELP WTF WAS I YAPPING ABOUT
Some of these comments, damn 🫡😕
What is the snail????
Ok the immortal snail is a sentient snail that is practically your grim reaper if it touches you you die. It will follow you until it touches you. This song is linked to it because it just is.
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