I Just Wanted You To Watch Me Dissolve Tiktok

Okay, so picture this: Me. My phone. A very particular app.

I just wanted you to watch me dissolve. It sounds dramatic, I know, like something from a teen angst movie. But trust me, it was way more fun (and way less eyeliner).

The Setup

First, the lighting. Crucial. Think less operating room, more golden hour. You know, that magical time when everything looks filtered even before you add a filter.

Next, the soundtrack. This was important. I needed something that screamed "existential pondering" but also had a beat you could, you know, maybe nod your head to. I went with something vaguely indie and definitely overplayed.

Then, the wardrobe. I considered a velvet cape, but decided against it. Too try-hard. Instead, I opted for my trusty, slightly-too-big hoodie. Comfort is key when you're facing the digital abyss.

The Dissolving Process

Now, for the main event! The actual dissolving part. This involved a lot of staring intensely into the camera. Think "smoldering" meets "mildly confused."

There was also some slow, deliberate movements. Like, I'd reach for my coffee mug in super slow motion. The kind of slow motion that makes you wonder if your phone is buffering. It wasn’t, I was just being…melodramatic? Artistic?

And of course, the facial expressions. So many facial expressions! A slight frown. A knowing smirk. A thousand-yard stare that suggested I’d seen things...terrible, hilarious, internet-related things.

Adding the "Je ne sais quoi"

Every great dissolving act needs a little something extra. A twist! A spark! Mine involved a strategically placed houseplant.

I mean, why not? It added a touch of green. A pop of life amidst the, uh, dissolving. Plus, it made me look like I had my life together, even though I was, in fact, documenting my mental disintegration on TikTok.

There was also the element of surprise. I would suddenly break out into a tiny, almost imperceptible smile, then quickly revert back to my brooding state. Keep 'em guessing, you know?

The Grand Finale

The ending was crucial. It had to be impactful. It had to leave them wanting more. (Or maybe just wondering what the heck they just watched.)

I opted for a slow fade to black. Dramatic, but effective. It was like, "Poof! I'm gone! Just a memory...a pixelated memory, forever enshrined on the internet."

Then, I hit "post." The anticipation! The possibilities! Would it go viral? Would I become a TikTok sensation? Would anyone even notice?

The Aftermath

Well, let's just say I'm not a household name just yet. But that's okay! The point wasn't fame or fortune.

It was the sheer, unadulterated joy of creating something silly and slightly absurd. It was about embracing the ridiculousness of life. And it was definitely about having a good laugh at myself.

So, the next time you're feeling a little blah, I highly recommend trying it. Find your light. Choose your music. Grab a houseplant. And dissolve, darling, dissolve!

Just remember to send me the link. I want to watch. I really do.