Felt Sad, Might Delete Later

Sometimes I wonder whether my words would mean more if I was dead, than if I was alive. In theory, it makes sense, humans typically treasure the past more than the present, there’s a reason why society has treasured so many creatives only after they’ve died; Vincent Van Gogh is a prime example. It’s a dark thought, but I’ve considered being the Van Gogh of writing, but maybe without the missing ear.

There’s a stereotype where it’s considered oversharing to talk about your feelings and maybe it’s there for a reason, but I can’t keep giving people an unrealistic view of myself. Sharing isn’t really something I prioritise; mainly because I value my privacy, but I can’t keep living a superficial social media lie. For those who’ve known me for a while, this whole issue is part of the reason why I left social media in the first place.

This post is already such a mess and I hate disclosing any personal information about myself, but I’m going to try a little honesty. Transparency is dead on social media and I’ve always held myself a little distant, but I can do that without ignoring the shit and pretending that everything’s butterflies and rainbows.

I know the purpose of my existence and I’ve realised that people are more attracted to pain than constant happiness. Darkness is sexier than light and it’s time to embrace it.

Happy birthday A, I hope I broke your birthday bad luck. 

I’m letting go so I can begin a new chapter, there’s no point in glorifying the past while ignoring the present.


Sidenote: I am okay, thanks for asking, I’m just a hot mess from time to time…most of the time.

2192: Nerves – Another Useless Fight Sequence

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Anton

Sector 7, Tamiku

Saturday August 11th, 2192

When the tank blipped onto my radar, I knew I made the right choice. Protecting innocent lives without uprooting them was a delicate balance, but for once my decision had a happy ending. Maybe not for me. Trying to be a hero had a cost, one that I was willing to pay. Even though I grew up without my parents, that didn’t mean that kids like Henry had to be subjected to the same fate.

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2192: Nerves – Bleach

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Ventro – Bleach

Sector 7, Tamiku

Saturday August 11th, 2192

As I paced down the cold passageway towards the office, I kept my face neutral; even though I was dreading every second. The plush carpet was a light grey, filling the wide hallway and softening the light space. Hidden cameras burrowed in the walls, barely visible to even the most trained eye. My feet stopped before his door. With a deep breath, I held my hand on the handle, waiting for my fingerprint to be read. After hearing the lock click open, I stepped into his office, the smell of bleach reflected in the space that looked like a freshly cleaned hospital room.

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2192: Nerves – Wildfire

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Anton – Waking Up

Hopefully Sector 7, Tamiku

Probably August 2192

Darkness slowly drifted from my cloudy vision as I regained consciousness. My first thought ripped through my brain like a wildfire, why am I still alive? Vaguely familiar numbness ached in my head, reminding me of numerous sleepless nights. Every nerve in my body pulsed as I tried to sit up, the initial shock of pain forcing my body back against the unfamiliar grey fabric that wrapped the two-seater couch beneath me.

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2192: Nerves – Oblivion, the Bane of my Existence

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Anton

Sector 7 – Tamiku (Formerly Bologna, Italy)

Tuesday August 7th, 2192

Oblivion. A word that once used to mean an absence of, often something destroyed. Now? Oblivion is a name whispered in fear, lest anyone should hear it spoken. Oblivion lived up to their name, spelling destruction every night. Their un-super soldiers robbing me of another night’s sleep, terrorising a world drenched in darkness.

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The Devil in his Eye

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It was my first day of school and I was excited. Even though I hadn’t been to kindergarten or pre-school, I was excited. Going to school looked so fun on TV, so I was pumped.

As Mum dropped me off, she gave me a kiss goodbye. “Have fun at school today.”

I smiled back at her, confident that I wouldn’t disappoint her. Kids surrounded me, rushing off to their classes. Despite being a little nervous, I was ready; I knew that school was going to be a blast. Quickly lining up at my classroom, I looked around at the kids around me. A handful were talking in loud voices while a pair spoke in hushed tones. Everyone else was silent, unsure in the crowd of unfamiliar faces.

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