it’s 2020
the discord femboy has started to transition, we don’t speak to each other anymore and she has come forward saying she hated me, I’m holding her photograph


It’s february 2018
“HieraticFantastic” joins the discord server, in 2 hours he will call me a cutie, this is the first time we interact with each other, we give each other our instagrams


It’s november 2018
After months of manipulation I managed to make HieraticFantastic doubt his sexuality, he changes his name to “NyanNyanShun”, in 3 days he will will send thigh pics to the [**#general**](https://web.facebook.com/hashtag/general?__eep__=6&__cft__[0]=AZXPAb22jlpxmCK_iPFXidwF48RyTCJ-f-Ql3nMM54Su3f6iPRe3C92OCS67fosN0mOAwNditEJ5DurfD0tcCYmMz93t3LIb8dl-Eqcj6MS5lITkavCchgW-yoGRbg8IIXV6sg9rvM23fFUD0wqcSKRI78XTemtGr7VOiOzCVRi9Jbj0SNkTUoqZ6ublgvHkFHg&__tn__=*NK*F) channel, I lie to him when I say I loved him


It’s 2020 again, 2 months after the femboy became a girl, I get cancelled on twitter by the original discord admin, Shun realized what I’ve done and has a crisis, she will later kill herself and blame it all on me. This was the last time I felt guilt, 3 days, 2 hours and 10 minutes later, I would never feel any other emotion towards her again.


I am looking at the stars. They are so far away, and their light takes so long to reach us. All we ever see of stars is their old photographs.