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Category: Writing and Poetry
(TW: Derealization or something of the sort) “Nobody will know who I am. Nobody will ever meet me. Nobody will ever SEE me. Don’t even acknowledge me. There’s NOBODY there… The hourglass is just starting to drain again and there’s a clock going off. I think it’s a grandfather clock but I’m not sure. Knowing everything is crumbling down and I’m going to die at some point gives me existential DREAD.... » Continue Reading