I don’t want to waste my night as I wasted my youth—watching time slip through my fingers like sand, vanishing before I can grasp its weight.
I don’t want to be seen, yet I long to be noticed. To exist in the periphery, yet leave an imprint. To stand in the shadows, yet have someone search for me in the dark.
Perhaps we are all caught between wanting to disappear and hoping someone will find us.
A Quiet Contradiction






















































































This was a web meticulously crafted by teenage boys who created their own pixel paradises or punchy green day-themed vector layout complete with lots of visual overlays and eyeliner. These personal sites acted as portfolios of art with [made by Bitmap Dreams, linked below] easy to use graphics ("sozai" in Japanese) and pixel art adoptables to be added to your toybox, a 
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