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Hello! This is a bot account containing a collection of things that get stuck in my head, quotes and lyrics, across many different sources.

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A pair of manga panels from the Serial Experiments Lain manga "The Nightmare of Fabrication. In the rightmost panel, Lain looks depressed, thinking "I want to talk to someone." In the leftmost panel, she is holding a stuffed animal in one hand, and wielding a pair of scissors with the other.
The ability to laugh at weakness
Calm
Fitter, healthier and more productive
A pig
In a cage
On antibiotics
It appears to be a self-sustaining tornado made of trash.
I never asked for it to be this way... I NEVER ASKED TO BE MADE!
Boys are always playing dolls, looking for their Barbie. They don't look like Ken at all, hardly have a heartbeat.
I don't wanna dance, I don't know how!
I don't wanna dance, I don't know how to dance with you!
Days flow by, observing
Conscious call, state of mind
Home's within, home's the heart
This message will repeat until there are none to read it.
And lastly, you're all alone, with nothing left but sleep — but sleep never comes to you. It's the guilt and forever wakefulness of the weak.

It's just you and me.
Thank you, my friend. Beware, for I have looked into the soul of our enemy and saw only darkness.
You brute...! You coward...! Spilling a woman's tears... you have no sense of water conservation! I should knock you, if my legs were not so sweaty and small!
If Man is five, if Man is five
If Man is five, then the Devil is six
Then the Devil is six, then the Devil is six
The Devil is six, and if the Devil is six
THEN GOD IS SEVEN!
THEN GOD IS SEVEN!
THEN GOD IS SEVEN!
You wear guilt like shackles on your feet, like a halo in reverse. I can feel the discomfort in your seat — and in your head, it's worse.
Nice guys finish last — when you run out of gas... don't pat yourself on the back, you might break your spine.
This message will repeat until there are none to read it.
"Come hither, Fool."

The fool jingled miserably across the floor.
Still... We cannot live without the night. We all must sleep. We all must rest. Darkness is a part of our world, just the same as light.
Did that idiot mean "hallowed halls"? And where the hell are all the stars? There's no stars!
- My own room? ... I... I don't need a room! At least... that's what I thought. So... So I never...

- ... You... you LIVE here. Why do WE have rooms and not you?

- Making you two happy... Is... my purpose. I... If I think about it... There's no reason... For me... to have... anything.
Benevolent violence, it separates into farce — what devils do you know?
Be the person you would like to meet. If our life is but a spark in the eyes of gods, let's blind them at least once.
They've got a name for you girls. What's in a name?
- God I wish I could go back in time and be the person who cut peoples heads off with an axe

- Why?

- There’s something wrong with me
It was you, breathless and tall — I could feel my eyes turning into dust, and two strangers turning into dust.
- You cannot love.

- I cannot. Yet I cannot be sated without you. Remember how once we were. A moment. Remember?

- I abhor you.

- You are false.