00:01 Instupendo - Light Lock 03:10 Fkj - Ylang Ylang (slowed version) 08:00 Crystal Castles - Untrust Us 11:50 Mr.Kitty - Destroy Me (slowed version) 18:50 Sitcom - Still Life 22:50 OMORI OST - 155 Treehouse - Here We Are, Together Again 25:14 Undertale - Shop 26:23 HOME - We're Finally Landing (slowed version) 31:56 Wonder Egg Priority OST - 月と向日葵 by DÉ DÉ MOUSE 33:39 Green Greens - Kirby Super Star 34:49 The Caretaker - It's just a burning memory 38:51 The Living Tombstone - I Got No Time (slowed version) 42:25 The Caretaker - We don't have many days
Same with me, I discovered it at the same time I found my love for Tetris again. I put on all of this guy's playlists and played Tetris for hours that day
Welcome to the Backrooms, traveller. You've been here a long time. You can stay as long as you can stay here. You can sleep. The floor is solid. The chair has four legs.
@@ashbethXII jesus christ holdon, lemme help. Why not too is because that shit hurts fr 😔 like imagine you hurt your toe and fucking die. like death is scary bro dont do that shit cause you can die.
@@ashbethXII also if you're christian or religious, suicide is like a sin that will get people too despise you for being weak or because you killed a creation of god. So you feel pain. dont do it man. not worth it.
when i hear weirdcore and/or dreamcore songs, here's what i imagine sometimes: My friends and i are having a sleepover and one of them asked me to buy some food. I said sure and she gave me the money to pay for it. I go to the store, then some tunes play while i'm shopping. The tunes that play feel somewhat nostalgic, aggressive and weird at the same time. I get the things i wanted and go to the cashier. The cashier had a carefree smile. As she looked at my items, her smile became a bit...creepy. I didn't think anything of it and just forgot about it. She scanned all my items and i gave her the money. She gave me the change and i went back. The next day, i wake up and see my friends playing the exact same board game as yesterday. I didn't think much of it and walked up to them. We played the board game for a bit. Then...the same girl asked me to buy the same food. And that day went the same as before. The next day, the same thing happened again. Then i realised one of my friends looked more sad each day. I started to feel weird on one of the days and went to bed early. I woke up, and they were gone. Only then i realised all of that was a dream. Then, i sighed in relief. I took my phone and my friend called me. The same tune in the store played as my ringtone.
@@0000_v2 i'll try to continue it, i'll edit this comment when it's done :) below is part 2 i guess I just ignored it, thinking that it felt nostalgic because I've heard it before. I answer the call from my friend "Emilia". "Hey there!" She says. I just answer with a "Hi..". She asks me, "Are you okay?" I respond.. "What?" I replied. "You were really sick last night and you wanted to be alone, so we left! Are you feeling better?" She said. I just sat there in shock. I really didn't remember that happening, even in my dream. My head started to hurt alot. It started to get worse and worse each second. She asked again, "Are you okay?" I just...didn't say anything and ended the call. I don't know what happened, but i think I passed out. When i woke up, i saw my father beside me. When he realised that I woke up, he immediately asked "Are you okay? I came to your room and saw that you passed out," my body felt so weak that I couldn't even talk. He went to my cabinet and gave me some painkillers. I took them. He left to make dinner for me, as I skipped it. At least 30 minutes later, my body felt a bit less weak. Not much, tho. He came back and gave me the food. After finishing it, he told me I should go rest. I slept and had a dream again. Everything in my last dream happened again. But something was...weird about it. Everyone looked much more creepy. I didn't know what happened, and never will. *END.* i wanna see your theories on what happened to that girl (the main character) why do i feel like this is an anime now tho
When you're early and RU-vid says there's one comment already but when you go there, you only find a blank space. No other people here. No others opinions, povs or personal experiences to share. You are alone. I wonder how scary it would be to find a traumacore/weirdcore themed playlist with comments turned off. A very specific mood, don't you guys think?
I like how a lot of these songs are really dreamlike, and not just "the soundtrack to mental illness" Those playlists are great too, but I wish there were more distinction between weirdcore/dreamcore and a dozen other aesthetics.
I've created a whole different world with a dreamcore / weirdcore theme. It's based on my dreams and nightmares and the main character is a representation of myself. I made it a wattpad story and all and I'm pretty proud of it tbh. Sadly I also used that persona of myself to create daydreams scenarios, which became unhealthy, and as much as I love her design, I can't bear to stand her existence. The fact she exists in my head is a pain and I wish she'd disappear. But anyways, since a lot of people are writing here, here's a bit of my story: .Waking up full of energy, the masked girl brushes her hair in a hurry, waves at her computer screen where a friendly goat resides then pets her black kitten, making sure the window is closed so it doesn't get lost in the void. Finally, she opens her room's door to a place full of light, where the Sun is already shining. Does it ever stop though? She looks happily at the different people walking in the street. A fountain pouring with a glowing white liquid was in the middle, the citizens were avoiding it on their walk, and some were already playing around it. Lys smiles; "Another good day !" she thinks. She looks around a bit, searching for a certain someone, before seeing a yellow cat, with cyan glowing geometry symbols on them, and white, lit up and wise eyes. - Hello Yohi ! She waves with a joyful aura. Yohi only nods in greeting. The two friends start walking around, making small talks. The cat never answers by words, and even so, the girl seems to understand them perfectly. Arriving at their usual bench, Lys quickly jumps in delight. - Anne ! Hii!! She runs towards another girl in a low saturated blue dress with white dots. Two pale brown braids were falling down her shoulders, she seems to have something behind her back, it doesn't bother Lys. However, it certainly bother some white eyed person. Yohi glares holes in Anne, who only remains calm, smiling oh so slightly at the sight of the energetic girl who greeted her. - Ahah. Hello Lys. Anne greets calmly, giggling a bit at her friend's antics. - Hey ! How are you ? Lys sits down next Anne. The pale girl frowns and replies on a harsher tone: - I'm feeling alright. Lys turns her head, looking on each sides of the long bench. - Where are your friends? I always see you guys together. Anne frowns even more, and glares at the masked girl next to her. Yohi, gets close to both of the girls, still glaring at Anne. Hah ! If staring at someone could kill, she would've been gone long ago ! But is it really impossible? /// I believe my writing gets better over the chapters (also english isn't my first language lol so I try-) but this is most of chapt 1. If anyone wants to read it I can put my wattpad here? But there's a LOT of TWs ! So ye
Can you tell us the name of the story? I'm interested in reading it, this is pretty good. Also, I already have a drawing scenario, so reading the full story would help me create it better :)
I was writing a chapter of my fan-fic while listening to this, when the main character woke up from his worst nightmare the kirby music started playing, that was the weirdest timing I ever had
What is this place? *This is where I play!* .. how long have you played here? *Uh... A long time? Or- maybe a short time.* **sigh** you don't know, do you? *Well, no. All I know is...* ...? *Wanna play with me?* -POV: you clipped into Eggie's play land (Eggie is my oc :3)
This playlist made me think of something which happened to me that felt like a dream, but there was no evidence that it was reality or fake. I stirred, my eyes fluttering open. I felt a soft hand rub my cheek. ''G00d m0rning darling.'' It was M0ther, waking me up for the morning. I sat up, yawning. ''Morning mother.'' I turned to face her, but she was no where to be seen. I shrugged it off, just knowing it was another one of my hallucinations. A pile of clothes laid on my bed - a dust covered uniform that I wore in primary. Two sheets of paper glided down onto the clothes, the first one reading 'Have fun at primary, darling. -M0ther.' and the second an image I drew in primary. How strange, I was sure I burnt that, and also, I didn't attend primary school anymore. At this point, I believed this was all some sort of strange dream. Flicking the papers off my bed, I noticed a third. There were sentences all over the sheet, each sentence was different, but the more noticeable ones read ''IT'S REAL'', ''EVERYTHING IS EYES'', ''I'M JUST A PAWN'', ''NO ONE EXISTS'', and ''THE EYES WATCH''. Speaking of eyes, there was a drawn eye in the middle of the page, but there was no realism. It was the same eye on M0ther's face. I thought, had M0ther drawn this? I looked over at the clock on the wall, now noticing that it was 6:12am. I groaned, getting up to get dressed. A rat scurried across the floorboards, causing me to squeal. I have a massive fear of rodents, so seeing a crowd of them run across my floorboards panicked me. I rubbed my eyes, trying to control my breathing. M0ther was back, stood in front of me. I couldn't see her face, it was as though it wasn't there. Her outfit was pitch black, and I had now noticed we weren't in my bedroom, but a liminal space version of it. ''Is s0mething wr0ng, sweetheart?'' I shook my head, not trusting this creature in front of me. She made a strange, growling-like noise before hitting me on the back of the head, causing me to fall unconscious. I remember waking up in my bed after that. There was no signs that any of that had happened, but I remember it clearly happening. I don't know why I would've imagined that either, because that was far before I knew what Dreamcore was. And it was so real, yet so fake. I do hallucinate though, so I thought it could've been that. However, I felt ''M0ther''. I felt her actually touching me, as though she was there. I honestly don't believe it was fake, but there's no possible way it was real. Thanks for reading this, also, sorry for my terrible writing style.
Have you considered that you might have shifted realities? I think it could be that. It once happened to me but it was unintentional, and there were things that made no sense, but it's not a lucid dream, because it felt more real than one and I knew that some things were not coherent with my reality, but I was still aware of it, just like you, you knew some things weren't logical, such as the primary school or the sentences, or even your m0ther. Something else is that I had my ankle sprained by that time and I had a cast in real life, so the person I was with in there asked what had happened to my leg, and then pointed at a door and I could see my leg and the cast, but in that reality I didn't have anything, it didn't even hurt. It feels even more weird than a lucid dream.
@@identifierat it is possible, especially since i have shifted realities before. however i found it strange that i would've shifted to a dreamcore like reality despite having no clue what dreamcore was at the time. i hadn't seen anything to do with dreamcore, so how i would've shifted to a reality like that makes no sense to me. i guess it is possible that i had shifted to a dreamcore reality.
Why do I feels like I was once in an experiment room, sitting at a table, waiting for my turn to get experiment(?) on; while my mother watching me from the window.-.
I have the oddest memory, my mom says she doesn't remember it but I remember this one thing vividly. Me and my mom I think with my brother walk into a building with a huuuge main room, there is some machine in the center. I am escorted to the corner of the building where there is a room that is made of wood, almost like a cabin theme (the rest of the building seemed like standard tiles and such not made of wood). I got up on a couch and looked out this window that looked back into the main room and I looked at my mom who was laying down near the machine, and she looked at me, smiled and did her usual wave thingy. I can't remember anything else about it, but it feels just, so real.
"you guys raised your child very well" They didnt even raise me. i was raised by the internet from the very early age of 8- Ik that seems very young but its the only place i feel safe
I noticed kinda a story in the video at the start you are going home maybe after school and going to your bedroom to play games and watch shows before bed, when you fall asleep your dreams consist of colorful joyous things but soon you fall into the deep end of dreaming to invested in these happy escapes from reality that you find your self in a very unsettling world no longer joyous and colorful but frightening and dim, towards the end you find yourself in a strange encounter at school in this strange world but before anything bad happens you wake up it was just a dream thank god.... But something still isn't right are you really awake?
Been in this headspace for awhile now.. it helps me cope with trauma anniversaries and reality as we know it. My dreams at night feel so real that I'm unsure if this is real or just another realm that my soul got trapped in while travelling the alternate dimensions.. when one body dies we travel to another.. bodies mortal and our souls immortal wandering for all eternity. Also these edibles ain't sheeeeeeeeesh
I have ADHD, meaning im very hyper, so that means its applies to my brain aswell, im very easily traumatized, but after listening to this, i always feel safe
25:17 and 22:58 really freak me out, it's like, *your older now you shouldn't be watching this.* *This is for kids...* *Why are you watching this?* *Its a kids show...* *this is immature.* *Your such a child* *you are supposed to be more serious than this*
Dreamcore makes me feel so safe, the same feeling you get when you have a nightmare and wake up, then immediately pull your blanket over your head. Dreamcore is my blanket, I just wish I could go to some of the places that are in the dreamcore world.
I play them in the background most of the time and it has been making me think of my childhood trauma lately, but it makes me feel safe. Idk how to explain it
It’s a dream. It’s all a dream. And yet it can’t be, it feels to real. But there’s that telltale sign, that certain “offness” that tells you otherwise. Everything feels slightly weird. Slightly skewed. Something isn’t right. You have to wake up.
how to make the backrooms 1. find a wallpaper for an office or none 2. add some liminal spaces type vibe 3. add some feeling to it 4. make it a maze 5. add some creatures 6. add music 7. repeat for another backroom lvl
When i was 7 I had a friend that I meet in the park, my mom took us a photo, some years pass, and now that that I found the photo I remembered it all, but there is no kid. . . He wasn´t there, in the photo.
34:49 The Caretaker - It's Just A Burning Memory What a beautiful yet strange song. It repeats itself many times with the same beat, same notes, same background noise, yet every time it feels slightly different. It's as if I were floating around a pitch black void, with this song echoing everywhere. I'm spinning yet I don't get dizzy. Eyes are staring at my soul, waiting for it to leave my body and take control of me, yet I am not afraid. The staring eyes are my friends, so is the music and the darkness. Everything is ok.
7:40am, coming out of your house, everything seems strange; It’s oddly quiet. Listening to this music to calm your stress -because of school-. As you get to school you feel weird. After sitting in your first class for 20 minutes, you look around the school... no one is there. You realise your trapped in your dream, as you can never escape. -whatever your dream is; whoever u have in your dream is aloud-
I'm a few days late but 19:00 had my favorite Dreamcore song and my favorite image on this playlist. Idk something about the image makes me feel happy.
8:00 This makes me feel very...odd? But... Somewhat... At home . . . But not alone, it's here, behind me. The eternally wondering thoughts, that keep me up at night and senseless throughout the day. My mind goes numb and my vision goes hazy...Am I myself? Am I someone else? Is this my body? Am I awake? . . . Or is this just all 1n mY h3@D???
23:01 "There is constant pain in my empty stomach" this is actuatlly something i say everyday, i eat very rarely, because everytime i eat my stomach hurt a lot, but when i don't eat it's less worse, so sometimes i just.. starve myself, until i can't move at all because of the pain
Do you have gastritis? Leaky gut syndrome? A developing allergy to gluten? Do you try taking fish oil or intestinal tuneup? Miralax? Have you cut everything out of your diet slowly adding things in to find out what it is? Have you tried a juice cleanse? Have you scanned your intestines to see if it’s a backup in the stomach lining or if there’s some other obstruction? Do you consume enough probiotics? Do you keep away from spicy & acidic foods? (Leaky gut syndrome is caused by a lot of things, & causes a lot of serious issues. You could develop depression, anxiety, (if you haven’t already, it can get worse) or serious autoimmune issues) (please try your best to see a doctor about it because you can get sick in a way that may not be reversible for years)
@@danimalsdamamos9968 i haven't did anything that you said, i haven't talked about it to my parents and they'll just think that it will leave with the time and i shoudl'nt go see a doctor for this, and i already have anxiety, and it's becoming worse these days, probably because of this, but i'll try to talk to my parents about it and see a doctor, i hope it will help
A lot of people say that Weirdcore calms them down, but for me quite honestly does the opposite. I get extremely anxious and scared, yet I am addicted. I also suggest the album ‘ everywhere at the end of time’ by The Caretaker it gives me a hint of Tramacore as it is about dementia
what're you doing right now? not right now right now but generally right now? are you doing good? bad? well whatever it is you're doing just see it to the end unless it's like murder or something see it to the end finish what you want to do no one else is there to do it for you and if someone is then they're only there for you to finish it before them
i feel bad for the mosters in horror games, or just "creepy" looking figures in general. what if they just want to be loved? :[ that eyeball thats probably terrifying for most people, what if it's just trying to find someone to be friends?? :[[[
@@ChevyC-PickupTruck but an actual character made by someone putting emotional investment in them and they want to their characters to be as real as possible for immersion.
@@jktech2117 Monster, in a HORROR GAME. I aint finna run from Cthulhu then find out that he just wants a friend. In short, if you remove what makes the HORROR monster inhuman and creepy by giving it human emotions and issues, then it's not gonna be a horror game.
Welcome, newcomer. This place has much and little to offer. Stay. I insist. ‘Why?’ There isn’t an escape, err… exit. Please, lie down. The bed is non harmful. Just don’t move too much, he doesn’t like restless travelers. ‘What else is there?’ Not much, a chair with a leg, the flourless kitchen, same ol’. You’ll be ok. ‘I-I won’t be-e…’
"Are we even real..? Does God even exist?" "What if we're in a simulation? Everything is just a loop." "Am I what I am touching even real?" "I don't feel like I'm here." "Everything I touch feels weird." "New things appear and some things disappear without reason." "I feel like I'm travelling different universes for my safety." "Was something bad about to happen?" "Does heaven really exist?" "What if It's just a black void." "Wake up. Your not supposed to be here." "Please wake up. This is not where your familiar with." "Please G0.." "G0 P/3@$3!!"
"You are everywhere, and, nowhere." Said the man with no face. He was just..censored..? I am curious on where my mind had taken me on this particular August day in my dream. I've met many people with censored black faces. I feel safer here than I do in the outside world, perhaps I belong here.. but mother and father will miss me. If father were still here... The dream fades as I awaken to my mother calling me down stairs to get up for school. I miss this dream world of the people who are friendly and faceless. I wish to go back, but can't seem to.
Same, i see people who seem familiar except i didn't met them IRL, but i can't remember their face or i cant see their face even if my dreams are random i can feel a powerful emotion that i can't really describe... ( Sorry for my bad english)
That building looks like some mysterious apartment building in an area of a town, that immune to the effects of time on the world for the most part, sure there's televisions and cell-phones, but nobody has delusions of grandeur, nobody obsessing over the callous, they've only ever thought about the neighborhood, and have never had to worry about the world that much, almost frozen in time in the 90s.
Lately I've been having this dream where me and a group of people would walk into a building and walk in a back room where a closet like door was there and when u went in u would be in this basement but it would go on forever different rooms the places would change if u looked behind you and you would find animals along the way but if one starts to lead us somewhere it becomes a nightmare last time a crazy man chased me down and murdered the group I was with now I dont want to sleep because I'm scared something worse will happen and I've been hearing noises in my house when I had that dream and I'll be home alone and hear doors close when I look the doors that were open before are shut
This playlist makes me feel like for a moment I was sucked from the reality that is into a pocket world where everything and nothing exist. A small world filled with endless amounts of places I remember but physically couldn't have been. Or vis versa. This inhumane experience to long for nonexistence but being frightened of it. To linger on the past more than the bright future ahead thanks to the illusion of simplicity. Are we forever doomed to walk with out heads turned backwards, longing for the journey we had started?
