#*unreality

[dreadthought]

[to the tune of firework] do you ever feel like you don't exist

[marigolds-sorry]

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Why are you here? The sun is shining, it’s a beautiful day, children are shrieking with laughter and people are walking down the street, enjoying life. You look out your window, pondering the world outside. It’s on a screen. You press the reblog button.

You use the word aesthetic in casual conversation now. After a few weeks of this, you decide to look it up in the dictionary because you were curious. The definition was not what you thought it was.

“You spend so much time on Tumblr,” your parents chide, “what about the real world?” You scoff. What real world? We all belong to the void until next week, when “the void” becomes an obscure, meaningless meme, and disappears...into the void.

A picture of a radish appears on your dashboard. How funny, you think. Hysterical, in fact. You can’t stop laughing at this radish, for whatever stupid reason. You reblog it with zeal, typing your tags aggressively and in all caps.

You hate this website. You never leave this website. It finds you wherever you go. It always finds you.