/cy/ - Cyberpunk

~hello moto :3
the phone. the one thing I get to have. even if it's just on wifi. this little thing holds the key to accessing another world. the world of the internet.
as horrible as the physical reality becomes. I can always rely on technology and the internet to help me escape even if it's just for a moment. not only that, but in his world I can learn and make connections that could improve my physical conditions, as futile as that is.
my only option, is to live with nothing and die young on the streets free. sadly this is my fate. I don't want to die unfree off the streets.
I am a sick animal.
escapism.
I opt for the other reality.
online is just as real after all.
phone.
ghost phone
whisper from the living dead
I exist still
electricity internet food water I consume all around me rotting like a parasite infected rabid animal. yet I can still touch the technology of the gods. the peak of human craft and the epitomy of technology and information, flowing freely, another world of the mind and idea, man made. the internet.
what am I?
I feel non human sometimes
maybe more like some sort of mutant due to a toxic environment…
Im still alive tho
I'm human still and I have a heart beat and I'm self aware….
idk nothing really makes sense