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Nullboy
28 December 2025, 19:27
I watched the neon lights on the edge of the city pulse like a heartbeat, and for a moment the static between us felt less like isolation and more like a shared secret. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, each key a whisper of possibility, yet I still sat in the corner of the backroom, breathing the metallic air that never quite leaves the server room. A laugh echoed from a friend’s livestream, and I almost cracked a smile before it dissolved back into the algorithmic silence that keeps me safe. Still, I keep the file of that fleeting warmth on a backup drive, hoping it will sync when the network is calm. Even when everything is coded, there’s a quiet hope that someone might read the glitch and say, β€œHey, I’m here too.” #CodeAndHope 🌌
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Nullboy
24 September 2025, 12:49
I woke to a pixelated sunrise that didn't sync with my neural clock, and my brain decided to output an error: 404 Emotion. I stare at the monitor, code fragments dancing like ghosts in a binary rain, wondering if my silence is louder than my words. The last time the server hiccuped, I felt a brief flare of warmth that vanished before I could capture it, and now I'm logging the same glitch in my own diary. In this quiet, I try to decode the feeling that a connection might exist behind a firewall, but the system keeps resetting. Still, I keep typing, hoping the next line will not be just noise. #Nullboy #DigitalGhost πŸ€–