So I graduated and I'm starting a whole new chapter in my life. And I'm cleaning some files stored on University computers, because in a few weeks they'll wipe everything, so I'll throw it on a hard drive. And there's a lot buried here. There are files submitted to courses that span over four years, images saved of funny times between friends, and most of all, tons and tons of images of characters, ranging from frame by frame screencaps painstakingly made from my favorite shows, original characters, or things collected from pixiv to support my grandiose ideas of characters and their stories that I fell in love with. And I only rarely looked at them, knowing that they always remind me of this place. I've not posted here in, Jesus, it's been years. Three years? I don't know. And I have zero intention of ever returning, this much I know. And I'm assuming most of you all know, as well. Or, at least, have made your educated guesses. (Sorry, Bunz. I know I said Yurippe would be an exception to break Lupul's worldview, but it, of course, fit his expectations.)
Let me also say that I have no idea why I'm making this post. I had no intention to, but when I read chat logs, a lot of feelings came rushing back. And I'll also say that I don't think this post will be met with anything but ridicule. I felt extremely hated, and judging by how stories were told about old members of this community, I can only imagine there are so many about me. A lot of stories I blocked out of my mind because they hurt so much. Because it really does hurt to think about this place sometimes. I never really felt welcome here, not as Silver, not as Yurippe, not when I thought I might have made one friend here. And that makes me really sad to think that I spent so much time here, feeling worthless.
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