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zato strikes a really particular chord with me. ive always had these nightmares, or moreso bad dreams in where the world is ending and i only a short amount of time to live. in each one, i spend that last minute, hour, day learning to accept it, by saying my final goodbyes to my family, and taking in the world- but just when i begin to accept that it’s over, that my wonderful experience of life has come to an end, i wake up. i knew, maybe from when tosya showed up, or maybe from when asya started running through the street, that the story was ending. i knew, as they were making their way through the research centre, that these were *her* last moments, minute, hour, day, her last hug with mom, walk through the hallways, sleep in her childhood bed. she doesn’t try to “make the most” of her last moments, going through every inch of the city and touching every door and seeing every view for the last time because she doesn’t need to, she’s seen it all before. maybe it would have hurt too much.

is it so bad that I want to act like a stereotypical teenager?? that i want to not give a fuck about school and have a room that looks like everything was tipped from the shelves onto the floor and stay up until 3am everyday scrolling? is it so bad that i want to get up at 12 and sit in my pyjamas for the entire weekend and text my friends all day long?

not enjoying this thing the apps are starting to do where when i try to take a screenshot they flash up the share this post interface - sometimes so fast it effectively prevents screenshotting

“if you haven’t done it yet that means you secretly don’t want to do it” I cannot stress enough that I am not trying to manipulate you I just have memory issues