30 years and 352 days
What happens to me when my mind starts to waste away? Will there be evidence of my existence? Will I remember myself? All I have left are photos and possessions but these don’t seem too important since most of the stuff are in boxes or lost somewhere in another dimension. I guess it doesn’t matter, I’m not afraid to be forgotten.
Wow, hauntingly beautiful!
i’ve been having my weird anxiety attacks about the world ending lately… those haven’t happened since high school. i’m not afraid of being forgotten, but i’m terrified of my mind fading away.