• he/him

fat queer fox, enjoyer of music, hoarder of shiny discs, sonic and racing game speedrunner, hater of cars and streaming services



sitting at the bus stop, no other person waiting with me, bus nowhere in sight. Feeling your sense of reality slipping. Bus cancelled and everyone knows but me? Is my clock wrong? Does this bus exist or did I dream it? Was I transported into an alternate dimension that has no other people in it? Do I even still exist?


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