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Sebastian - 20 - he/it/pup - trans ftm, aroace, something - my url has changed it used to be suntraitor or laika-of-the-stars

interests: inscryption, ultrakill, roblox, mythology, history, technology. i like a lot of stuff that isnt listed here.

tags i use:

#callisto posting - dedicated oc posting tag.

#traitor.txt - personal post taag

#tap water turns you gay / #traitor art - art tags because we cant decide on one

#nsfw / #nsft - occasionally we'll post / rb suggestive things (never explicit) or content about kink. for my own comfort id prefer my younger followers to not interact with those posts, i tag them accordingly.

tech posting / objectum side blog: @techismm

i guess we technically selfship & have f/os too

dni: none, i block as i see needed

do you remember the last time we played minecraft together?

our last phone call?

our last text exchange?

our last meal shared together?

if im being honest, sometimes i dont.

i worry thatd make you think i didnt value our time.

but its really quite the opposite.

…

i wonder sometimes, if you still think about me, wherever you are now?

separated by continents, time zones… maybe a universe or a lifetime.

but i still think about you.

how could i not?

you made me who i was, you continue to make me who i am today

… even without you present

…

it's hard, you know

having to move past you

move past all that was us

i still hear your laugh in mine

i still think of you when i see a funny post

or an animal

or a flower

or a sunset

or -

well. you get the point

im making a life here

as hard as that is

im trying to make new friends

and im trying to accept i cant see you again

and i may never

and… and maybe thats okay

because you still exist

the impact you left on me,

the memories we made,

the laughs we shared …

maybe its okay that our time was limited

…

i still struggle, though

every day i wish i could see you again

hear your laugh

play one more game

share one last meal

but,

even if i knew itd be the last time i saw you

it wouldnt be enough

even if we crammed a lifetime into 24 hours or less …

it would never be enough

… because im still here, and youre not

youre somewhere i can never reach

maybe you arent around anymore at all

and maybe thats what kills me

would i feel better if i knew where you were?

if i knew you were thinking of me?

if i knew you were happy, wherever you might be?

…

i still send out messages, sometimes

on random boards and games that allow you to leave a note

scribbled sharpie graffiti on bridges and benches

naming places, npcs, and animals in games after you

ive immortalized your memory in more ways than i can count

...

its hard to accept that,

for no fault of our own,

were split apart

…

i know i have to move on

i know you would want me to move on

i know you wouldnt want me mourning you like this

and i promise,

i promise im trying

…

i miss you

i still think about you

i still tell people about you,

about how you were,

about how you changed me,

…

i hope,

in some way,

this message finds you

maybe youll find this post,

or youll think of me,

out of the blue,

or youll see a flower that you knew was my favorite,

whatever the case

…

sometimes i wish i could go back

but,

over time,

ive built a life for myself here

ive made new friends

ive made new memories

ive shared more laughs

shared more meals

and sometimes i feel like that dishonors your memory

but,

im trying

and if not for me

for you

…

wherever you are,

be it here,

on this earth,

thousands of miles away

or in another plane

or another universe

or returned to mere atoms

…

take care of yourself

...