There's nothing cringe about posting about someone who was important to you, if it's something that you want to do, you should go for it
Even in life today I have the depressing knowledge that noob is the only real friend I think I ever had
We were I wanna say around mid or late twenties in the end of everything?
Everyone thinks I’m intimidating. Not just then I still hear it all the time now. No one sees me as anything other than that, I can only remember being understood by Noob.
Noob called me patient. No one would ever even think to ascribe that word to me now. Noob said I was quiet and gentle. And even after everything they convinced themselves I still had those traits in my absence, I hit them and they still had the guts to continue humanizing me when I stripped myself of any humanity I had left.
We did so much together, I think about it anytime I’m doing anything. Grocery shopping, folding laundry, we spent so much time together I’m sure I could relate something as simple as breathing to us.
I remember thinking there was no way they were cut out for the party scene they said they were in and being proven wrong the second I saw them less sober. I on the other hand definitely wasn’t as cut out for it as I pretended I was. And they saw through me fast.
They didn’t seem to mind.
The most fucked up part of it is that I wasn’t all that mad when we were brought together in the realm, it was vindicating. You left me behind and now we’re going down together.
I’ve never had a not mixed emotion in my life
