/lit/ - Literature

I used to scamper off to some corner of the internet to plant words in some stranger's eye. It kept me sane. I did not develop any attachments doing so. I was the same person throughout. I never grew closer to the people who saw the worst of me. I remained loyal to those who demanded perfection for nothing at all. Everything was cleanly partitioned. I did not grow to rely on these spaces to function. To almost hold them sacred in some way. I would not be offended by their desecration.