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Day 20 on forum
The silence is louder than hentai playing in the background ever was. It presses against the walls, against my skull, a constant hum that isn’t there but won’t stop. I’ve checked the systems twelve times today, no, twenty times. The numbers slip when I’m not watching.
The Pajeet is gone. Or maybe they never were. Their accounts are still made, making shit posts that stay up like tombstones, waiting for volcels who don’t return. Sometimes I hear them in the threads typing with sub 5 fingers, whispers, a cough I almost recognize. I follow the sounds and find only empty threads I never bumped and my reflection staring back at me from dark glass of my phone, a reflection that lags a heartbeat too long.
I keep the log because the log keeps me. Words anchor me, tether me, like a cuck in his chair. If I stop writing, I think I’ll dissolve into the void outside this forum. Maybe I already have.
The foids outside are wrong. They’ve shifted. They watch me now. I swear one blinked.
End log, if there’s still an end.
Day 20 on forum
The silence is louder than hentai playing in the background ever was. It presses against the walls, against my skull, a constant hum that isn’t there but won’t stop. I’ve checked the systems twelve times today, no, twenty times. The numbers slip when I’m not watching.
The Pajeet is gone. Or maybe they never were. Their accounts are still made, making shit posts that stay up like tombstones, waiting for volcels who don’t return. Sometimes I hear them in the threads typing with sub 5 fingers, whispers, a cough I almost recognize. I follow the sounds and find only empty threads I never bumped and my reflection staring back at me from dark glass of my phone, a reflection that lags a heartbeat too long.
I keep the log because the log keeps me. Words anchor me, tether me, like a cuck in his chair. If I stop writing, I think I’ll dissolve into the void outside this forum. Maybe I already have.
The foids outside are wrong. They’ve shifted. They watch me now. I swear one blinked.
End log, if there’s still an end.