- me: *sees somebody watching anime*
- me: haha nerd
- me: *goes home and watches anime*
i always think “if people want to talk to me they will” which is my reasoning for never really starting conversations so i’m permanently thinking no one wants to talk but what if they’re sat there thinking the same and it’s just this cycle of silence that never gets broken because i’m too stubborn to just put myself out there
the year is 2120. all of the achievement hunters and their fans have slowly died off. the last of the fans lays their weary body down to the ground of a for the last time. as darkness takes over their vision they see one last floating sparkle of hope in the dark cloudy sky. it’s ryan, he’s still in the air.