The assurance that even if it is imaginary and at best the product of a wall, there is still something else out there, something to stake out in the face of nothingness.
gay guy looking lost i go this is the m to ridgewood he goes yeah i know exactly where i am so I go real! with eyes as wide as saucers and turn on my heels to walk away like girl fuck you and that heterosexual outfit actually
yes he’s on the same car as me yes he’s with a girl that’s probably his girlfriend yes his behavior reminds me of my [redacted] no i will not be elaborating to any of you