lowkey, if only the characters were aware the city was shutting down
imagine peridot, face down on her shop's counter with sad country songs playing over the intercoms
equius... he's fine. He's laying on the ground and holding some flowers on his chest, just to be dramatic
im so useless and depressed and it's been almost 13 years, im convinced it doesnt get better. i just enjoy misery
even posting this much is just a ploy for attention and i don't even care anymore, i dont talk to anyone hardly anymore because it's so draining and i genuinely feel like i cant connect to anyone anymore because ive missed so much