You ever find art, that when you look at, is so weirdly appealing that the knowledge it isn’t real causes an uncomfortable knot of mild anxiety?
So, for myself I often feel envy and desire clash. Like I wish so much that I could be as beautiful and perpetually youthful as all these lovely waifus. To live their lives and have the freedom to explore their worlds. *Mind you there are characters and stories that I enjoy where i would want to keep certain elements cemented in fantasy.
There is a juxtaposition between comfortable and uncomfortable as it being not real is that fantasy is not cemented in reality, so you’re free to imagine a fantasy life. But also, you know you will never truly have it and must experience it all through a medium.
You ever find art, that when you look at, is so weirdly appealing that the knowledge it isn’t real causes an uncomfortable knot of mild anxiety?
This does that for me. For some reason.
I really like midriffs.
So, for myself I often feel envy and desire clash. Like I wish so much that I could be as beautiful and perpetually youthful as all these lovely waifus. To live their lives and have the freedom to explore their worlds. *Mind you there are characters and stories that I enjoy where i would want to keep certain elements cemented in fantasy.
There is a juxtaposition between comfortable and uncomfortable as it being not real is that fantasy is not cemented in reality, so you’re free to imagine a fantasy life. But also, you know you will never truly have it and must experience it all through a medium.