#none of it is real

[bwunnishit]

#~ : ୨୧ :~ broadcasting now! #needy streamer overload #needy streamer overdose #needy girl overdose #nso #nso window #nso text #I feel like all good things are just an illusion #none of it is real #I can’t be happy

[kittyphoenix12-xx]

besties i’m about to snap

#stranger things #billy hargrove #just shut up #we don't care #none of it is real #i'll run you over if you bring it up again i'm serious #shaking with rage #like a chihuahua

[thefantasticmsfawkes]

literally so sick of antis running amok, slandering artists, being general nuisances.

yes I'm outing myself as a proshipper. don't like it? LEAVE

#proship #antis dni #I'm so sick of seeing anti hate #grow up #none of it is real

[lucky-clover-gazette]

my most beloved ocs who started out in a gravity falls fanfic and ended up being the basis of my first novel turn ten years old today <3 i mean i was 14/they were 14 ten years ago, so now they’re 24 like me ig

#yes i’m working on a weird meta self indulgent story about it #no one cares but me but i owe it to my girl (me she’s me) #basically 24 year old ana (name of oc) finds herself in the novel i wrote about her in high school but realizes she isn’t real #none of it is real #it’s all a reflection of the things a lonely 14 year old wishes were better about her life #even her best friend is not real but also is she not a reflection of the people she really knows? #ana and ginger truly were the og ‘platonic but is it really’ dynamic for me lol #that’s what happens when you grow up queer but unable to consider the notion of your friends being also queer

[onthegreatsea]

this obesssion people have with canon drives me insane

u have something made by 1000's of people over decades but yr supposed to pretend theres Only One Truth and its actually a Totally Coherent Singular Thing rather than a mess of contradictory bullshit

#this isnt about star wars specifically but i am thinking about it right now #it was so wierd when disney announced they were 'changing canon' and everyone acted like all those books just disappeared into the ether #and then i saw a vid that was like WOW DID DAVE FILONI JUST DECANONISE THE SEQUELS? #??? #like u can just ignore them?? #or the ones that are like “heres why this lucas interview from 20 years ago PROVES the sequels cant be canon!” #why are u prioritising one groups authority over the other #even lucas was happy to ignore 'canon' if it fucked with the stories he wanted to tell #its all fake #none of it is real

[gods-chariots]

Tap to download.

I remember letters, voice messages, pictures, and videos.

We existed nowhere whole, but between the lines of poems, lyrics, and conversations,

in a plane of code and pixels where I didn't have touch to remember you by.

We hid each other there.

Segments parallel to each other’s lines, rushing, electrocuting. 

I used to hope just not to lose you, but toward the end hoped to keep you somewhere with a pulse, inside my chest, so when you sent me your voice, you spoke from within me.

I am reminded of how similar I am to the machine that bridged, limited us.

I had signed up to become it, become preordained for confinement,

and it was my soul that became desperate

to disrobe my flesh and bone and reveal the metals, glass, and wires that puncture the heart pumping pleas to exist differently, someplace else.

There, under the tree breaking the pavement, scribbled with the aging marks of slides and flips.

In the field of the fenced airport. Along palm trees. Outside your window,

where we would gift each other cities, skies, trips.

Why did I pretend I felt nothing for the picture 

of the scatter of toys and strollers around your feet,

your gentle company, long kinks of hair stark against the pin-straights of your baby brothers?

How could I keep in my throat the erupting ache to be there? To show you, really try to show you how much I wished we could be next to each other? Why didn't I? Why couldn't I? Why couldn’t I break the language of grit and grudge and guilt and find a way to reach into you through clicks, keys, scrapped files of pictures with slow shutter speeds, under that palm tree, make you look me in the eye and feel my palm?

Why was I a machine then, but when temper was lost, and you were dead to me,

and I was remembering other people by what I could not remember you by,

and when you found out, you wished to hurt me, and you intended to inflict pain on me,

why was I real? Why am I human when I miss you, hate you, when I want you gone?

Why did I care about being real only when we hurt each other for it? When I condemned you for showing what I couldn’t? When you spat at me for it? I did not know what any of it meant, and I still do not.

Why do I care about being a real girl for you now only when you have found someone there? Your true heart beats for them, and while I prayed to soothe you in the muscles of mine, I only hear myself from a silent ringer. I am a bar in a panel and bubbles of text and dropped calls.

I miss stitching what I remember. I remember tender offerings of comfort from across the world that I am glad never have been fulfilled,

for if I smelled you on your corpse bride jacket and saw your fingerprint on the ruby pendant, I would die.

Images, letters—they were enough. They were too much and too little. I feel like you would have loved to take care of me in images and letters. Look at me in tilts and pans. Find me in code and clouds. Love me in ones and zeros. You said you love me when I told you how you miss home when you I can't remember which was only something you would have said I can't remember from learning your brightness,

that harsh gratitude that translated far more profound than a wild, extrinsic, real life end. What I remember is how much I bled for you and how much guilt I harbored. I remember clearly all the violent wishes and bouts of painful anger.

We were always relieved to be okay and crawl and grip the phones that called and rung, no matter how unresolved, how futile. I thought it wasn't. For a couple of days. I could've done it. I could've become more. I felt it. I love you.

I remember us saying not to say it, but it always came back, so let us have had it.

Let us have had the privilege to have loved within the confines of screens,

through rushes of wired bolts of lightning, survived by millions of deleted letters, voice messages, pictures, and videos. I lie headless there where it all is. Thank you for knowing we are alive.

#poetry #prose #writing #letter #uh #e-dating is bullshit #none of it makes sense #none of it is real #so why is the pain real #why does it hurt #i don't usually write like this #but this is very personal #it's weird but i want to share it #i love you #thank you

[criminalizegolf]

The most important thing to remember about the internet is that it's all pretend

#none of it is real

[fcntasmas]

me writing an ad script for my job knowing full well some poor annoyed person who’s just tryna watch a quick tutorial on how to fix their very specific issue is just gonna skip it on youtube: i love participating in society

#it speaks #none of it is real

[advocate-of-violence]

In a small town in rural Finland by the name of Villimantali in the spring of the year 1873, a girl was born that would revolutionize the Vörschein industry with the invention of the Steam powered Geid.

#history #finland #did you know #look it up #scandinavia #northern europe #lies #i made that all up #none of it is real

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

I've used chatai so much that i can imagine bojack becoming addicted using it to recreate stories of loved ones he'll never experience until it hurts too much he ends up throwing his computer away because that is def how you curb an addiction

#headcanons #bojack horseman #the storis i do of him/sarah lynn like bro that never happened what a shame #or him and diane on good terms rip #herb and bobo dating #none of it is real #but i can seebobo being addicted to it for a bit

[godofsmallthings]

but also the thing abt musicians on tiktok is that the whole "ugh my label is making me do tiktoks/my label hates this song pls blow it up to prove them wrong" is literally just a marketing tactic lmao

#like besties that is the stuff that gets ppl talking #dhkshdjdj my favs are when they have like an angry voicemail from their manager #bestie i am not buying that for a Second #that is part of the trends that a marketing person is sitting on tiktok researching and telling the artist hey bestie make these tiktoks #none of it is real #vi is typing...

[marisatomay]

like all lapsed catholics i don’t actually believe in hell unless it’s for comedic purposes

#none of it is REAL unless it’s FUNNY

[newttxt]

crisis of disbelief

#one piece #trafalgar law #zoro #luffy #‘what ship is this’ sure #lulaw? luzo? law…zo? or is it zolaw. none of these sound like words anymore #well i guess bc they aren’t. they aren’t real words #‘law and zoro never really saw gear 5’ yeah. law saw his giant head in the roof and zoro was basically dead #they felt That tho #and finally #‘i thought you were taking a much needed rest break after weekly comics’ #yeah well. i need a new brush bc my old one kills my wrist and there is a STEEP learning curve for me :// #it’ll get easier right. it’ll look better right. RIGHT?!

[parvasilvi]

Actual literal things that were said during last week's company retreat of my smallish IT company:

Our company is somewhere you can really relax, it's the place to recharge

The most important part of this retreat is the free drinks, I cannot deal with this schedule sober

is really like a ~ family ~

If you're even a minute late to the bus, tough luck, we're leaving without you and you're on your own

Our company is such a warm and safe environment.

By the way, some of the men get a little handsy when they're drunk, so keep your guard up

#I fucking hate this place #none of it is real #and everything sucks #rant

[transjackfairy]

#hashtag real hashtag not clickbait hashtag unedited #(<- it is very very blatantly none of those things) #saint sebastian

[lonelysa1lor]

I'm not gonna lie if I walked into a famous 90s celebrities home expecting to just send a message and leave and then I saw this fucking thing

With batshit insane music playing in the background. I too, would lose my shit.

#Wonderful to see american fans learning about Mr Blobby in real time #welcome to the world mr bonzo none of us want you here #mr bonzo tmagp #mr bonzo #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #gwen bouchard #she's basically mentioned #tmagp ep 10 #the magnus protocol #the magnus protocol spoilers #tmagp episode 10 saturday night