At a crowded beach. Appearance-wise, he has plenty in common with them. Everything, really. So why can’t he feel at ease? Smile, socialize. Always instead that dull ache, which by now has become his companion: the feeling of being watched — hunted, almost.
This is sort of brilliant. I hope it keeps going.
This might just be my new favourite Tumblr
Just because you’re paranoid / don’t mean they’re not after you.