Is this the fading light of the afterglow? Or is this what getting old feels like. You look back on those early days, back before you were jaded, and say as so many have said before "back in my day" things were better.
Were they ever better? Or has everything always been shit, and now we're all just so privileged to know about it.
If I had to guess, I'd say we still get new anons - but probably less and less of them each year. IBs are bad places for neckbeard nazis who live in their parent's basement, right?
It's not like they're just places people can come to express themselves or something.
