my (anti)life
for 6 years of my life, this is all i have to show for it.
a fake
digitalised
cluster of pixels
that reflect where i wish i lived, in the life i wish i was in.
how childish and fantasy-like.
i’m not totally ready to let go, but it’ll come one day.
it wasn’t a wasted childhood as you might think. sometimes when you know reality is cruel, drenching your soul in absolute bliss of phantasmagoria and complexity is really the only choice you have.
nostalgic? perhaps.