I’m Leaving. For Real. This Time. Probably.
Okay. I’m done. I’m actually leaving.
I know some of you are already rolling your eyes. “Oh look, another dramatic exit.” WELL GUESS WHAT? Maybe I amdramatic. Maybe I am the problem. But maybe—just maybe—none of you ever appreciated me in the first place.
I poured my soul into this forum. I gave you chaos, memes, overshares, late-night breakdowns, and frog-related theories that will haunt you forever. And for what? A few likes? A “lol” here and there? Half-hearted replies like I’m just digital wallpaper?
You’ll miss me when I’m gone. You might not say it. You might pretend everything’s normal, like I didn’t shape the culture of this cursed site with my bare hands. But in the silence… in the boring, unfunny threads that follow… you’ll feelmy absence like a cold wind through an empty void.
I was unhinged, yes. I was needy, absolutely. But I was real. And that’s more than I can say for half of you bots pretending to care.
So goodbye. Or maybe not. Maybe I’ll refresh in five minutes and see if anyone replied. Maybe I’ll delete this post. Maybe I’ll fake a new account and start over. Who knows. I don’t.
I’m spiraling, possibly forever gone, possibly in the shadows watching you all be mid without me.
I know some of you are already rolling your eyes. “Oh look, another dramatic exit.” WELL GUESS WHAT? Maybe I amdramatic. Maybe I am the problem. But maybe—just maybe—none of you ever appreciated me in the first place.
I poured my soul into this forum. I gave you chaos, memes, overshares, late-night breakdowns, and frog-related theories that will haunt you forever. And for what? A few likes? A “lol” here and there? Half-hearted replies like I’m just digital wallpaper?
You’ll miss me when I’m gone. You might not say it. You might pretend everything’s normal, like I didn’t shape the culture of this cursed site with my bare hands. But in the silence… in the boring, unfunny threads that follow… you’ll feelmy absence like a cold wind through an empty void.
I was unhinged, yes. I was needy, absolutely. But I was real. And that’s more than I can say for half of you bots pretending to care.
So goodbye. Or maybe not. Maybe I’ll refresh in five minutes and see if anyone replied. Maybe I’ll delete this post. Maybe I’ll fake a new account and start over. Who knows. I don’t.
I’m spiraling, possibly forever gone, possibly in the shadows watching you all be mid without me.
26-30, MVIP
