Dipsites Dubai - 2035

2037

Times passed by and they slowly started realising that none of it was real. It was all fake.
All those stories and all those times, they were just living a living lie. Yes, a living lie, nothing really mattered because at the end, nothing sticks. No one sticks. Everyone slowly fades away. At the end, they all had to go their separate ways and all they carried with them was a handful of memories which they created together with ones special to them, or at least, the ones that had been special to them once upon a time.
All the friendships and relationships were just an accident. A completely co incidental world it is that we live in. The right people were at the right places at the right time, this is what everything was based on, literally, everything. No one realised this at the start. But after the accidental incident of co incidence was made clear, with the roots of everything seeming like a huge lie, there was no reason to go on. And just like that, all of the friendships and relations that once lived, lived on in the form of a thought. A huge and congested falsely true thought.
The end.