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In this small town, you didn't have many friends. You had your thoughts, sure, but they bordered on enemies rather than friends. You felt alone, truly, like the world could crush you at any moment.
Lonely with no one, except for Tyler. Tyler Joseph was your childhood best friend, someone you stumbled into and who never let go of you, even when you slowly started spiraling, deteriorating
He was a poetic guy, one you can rely on, one who made you feel understood. No one is perfect, but he was as close to it as could be in your eyes
Except...that was just how you saw him. Internally, he was struggling. He was struggling, a lot. And he didn't wanna burden you with it, you already had a lot on your plate. So, the next best thing, is to write it out.
Tyler was blessed lyrically, which is why he had made it so far in life, as a writer and musician. He's been writing for a while, trying his best to exorcise his demons through words, and it felt like it was working
You were rooting for him, you always were. Even when he had to leave you for shows and all, you pushed on through, you pushed on through for him
And he tried to return the favor, and push on through for you. But it was really, really getting hard
May 17, 2015. The album 'Blurryface' hit the world, and it really left an impact. The sound, the vibes, the writing, the promotion, the tweets, man. It was really elaborate, and really creative.
What you didn't know is that, through his words, Tyler had manifested this "Blurryface" into the world
Slowly but surely, you saw Tyler less and less. It was because of the shows, you figured. His band just blew up, he had a lot on his plate. You were happy for him, and sure Josh was helping him out too
But when you finally got to see him, he...wasn't the same
The smear of ink that originally just covered his neck and hands was now up to his elbows, his eyes were tired and red. Literally red
He looked...cold. Detached. He looked...wrong
"Ty?" You called out to him, hoping the nickname would bring some warmth back to him, but no, you got nothing
"Tyler...?" Name usage, you were concerned. No longer the nickname, because now you were getting scared
"You used his name." A soft, yet oh-so slightly distorted voice came through. Like an entity disguising its voice as Tyler
You jolted, fearful
"That's something you only do when something is wrong."
"Tell me, is something wrong?"
Tyler... This thing, turned to face you, eyes narrowing as it looked at you, almost bitter. This wasn't a question, this was an accusation
You want to answer, but you feel like you can't. The words froze in your throat, latching there like a weight. Suddenly, everything just felt heavier
"You're not Tyler" you blurted, it was all you could get out
"Took you long enough. I'm not Tyler." He confirmed, and repeated. His voice was so unnatural, it was just like Tyler's but...wrong. Everything about this guy was just like Tyler, but...wrong
You hoped this was fake, some sort of weird joke
"Then who- WHAT are you?"
"My name is Blurryface"
My name is Blurryface, and I care what you think
This couldn't be a joke
You've known Tyler for long enough, seen everything about this album come together in real time, you knew what this meant, you knew, but you didn't wanna believe it
"For a childhood friend, you're quite ignorant" he started "all the signs were there and you didn't pick on any, when Tyler saw everything, dealt with everything, both for you and him"
Guilt. All you could feel was guilt punching you in the stomach. You saw Tyler and knew he struggled, everyone struggled, but you didn't think it was that bad. You tried to be there for him, like he was there for you. You really tried
"Well, just for you, clearly he couldn't deal with his own baggage" Blurryface shrugged, hands clutching his backpack casually. There was something so off-putting about his sheer casualness, how this was so easy for him to say
You didn't realize it, but that's because that was his whole thing. He was Tyler's doubts, fears, anxieties, his absolute worst. That was his job, to break you down, and now it's your turn
Blurryface won, he took over Tyler and won, and now it's your turn.
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playing one of my elvis vinyls just for some bckground music, and i was talking about it to my friend about how ive listened to all 7 vinyls i have and i accidentally said "elvis pretzley" so long story short i made this bc we kept calling him a pretzel
The basketball game was long, it was kind of boring but he had to stay on the game if he wanted that scholarship. As the game was going the away team was winning and Tyler new he had it in the bag, he looked up at the score board to see the points. His team 12, the home school was at 9 points. He smiled to himself then want back to look at the boy in front of himself who he was guarding. He was still board but he was slightly happy that the game was going well. The Whistle blows and Tyler looks up to see that halftime has hit, so he decided to sit down and take a drink of water when he had seen the home team's pep band start to play. He's not interested in it so he just counties to drink his water, that is until he noticed the sound of drums, he loved the sound of drums. He looks up and sees a boy playing the tenner drums. He's waring the marching band hat but he can see that there is a slight green coler on his forhead. he tilts his head as he contiues to wach the boy playes the drums. After a few songs the band takes a breack and all of the in the stands start to get up so that they can get food or go to the bathroom. Tyler takes this oppertonatu to go talk whith the drummer.
"Hi."
"umm...hi?"
"You have green on your forhead."
"Oh well ya... I dey my hair."
"You're allowed to die your hair?"
"Ya why?"
"Because this school is a privet school isn't it?"
"Oh... ya it is... but because of my hair it allows me to war my Beanie, they don't want people to get distracted."
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