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Mentalcel / Oldcel
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every time i meet a girl i like
my brain switches to an alternate timeline
not reality
some kind of emotional fanfic universe
im seeing us three years in
arguing about what we name the dog
she says “hey”
i hear “stay with me forever”
she asks what im reading
i answer with a monologue about time and decay
and she disappears like a dream after waking
i dont flirt
i prophecy
i dont date
i spiral
she says she likes cats
i imagine us burying one together and growing old
why do they always look like someone i could save
or someone who could save me
either way im drowning in some delusion i built in five seconds
while shes just trying to find the bathroom
scrolling social media is like opening the akashic records
every face is a whole possibility
every outfit is a memory we never had
im getting spiritually exhausted just being on tinder
conclusion: i mog myself by existing
and thats the final paradox
my brain switches to an alternate timeline
not reality
some kind of emotional fanfic universe
im seeing us three years in
arguing about what we name the dog
she says “hey”
i hear “stay with me forever”
she asks what im reading
i answer with a monologue about time and decay
and she disappears like a dream after waking
i dont flirt
i prophecy
i dont date
i spiral
she says she likes cats
i imagine us burying one together and growing old
why do they always look like someone i could save
or someone who could save me
either way im drowning in some delusion i built in five seconds
while shes just trying to find the bathroom
scrolling social media is like opening the akashic records
every face is a whole possibility
every outfit is a memory we never had
im getting spiritually exhausted just being on tinder
conclusion: i mog myself by existing
and thats the final paradox
