→ Read an 8129-page webcomic
→ Get obsessed with it, like it’s your entire personality now
→ Find The Genesis Project (it’s perfect for your spiraling mind)
→ Force your friends to play it because they have to understand your pain
→ Play for 3 days straight, completely forgetting what daylight looks like
→ Have a mental breakdown when you realize Homestuck isn’t real, and your “friends” aren’t either
→ Go back to The Genesis Project because, hey, at least the NPCs aren’t abandoning you
→ Realize you’re alone. Completely alone.
→ Remember you’re schizophrenic and those friends were just in your head the whole time
→ Start questioning your sanity, but also does anyone really know what’s real?
→ Have another breakdown because, yeah, you’re pretty sure you don’t have any friends, but at least the voices try to help
10/10 would lose my mind again just to feel like someone cares, even if it’s only the voices in my head.