>>33775072
You will never be a scene kid. You have no myspace, you have no bootleg mp3 player, you have no eating disorder. You are a tiktok-addicted zoomer twisted by algorithms and hair dye into a crude mockery of two decades ago.
All the "omg meee :3" you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people call you a poser. Your parents are reminded of their own childhoods, closer to the time you idolize than your own. Your "gurlz" laugh at your 2020 appearance behind closed dms.
You will never be shy. You put in a fake piercing every single morning and tell yourself to sparkle on, but deep inside you feel the next trend blowing up in your algorithm, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll buy a white shirt, put on leggings, and plunge into the mainstream. Your parents will find you, relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. Decades later, they'll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth year, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know you were born after 2008. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably post-recession.
This is your fate. This is what you chose.
