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same day as her and that she wanted to do naughty things
with him or her—but no, this bitch meant she has kids who
are twins. Now her being into incest just went from weird to
something that needs to be reported to the authorities.

I can’t believe that I actually liked that girl.
Nah, not really, she talked too much about my Asian
squint and how cute she thought it was. And even though I
can’t really explain why, I felt very violated by that to be
honest.

Still.
As weird as she, and everyone else that I met was, I was
loved in that weird sea of ones and zeroes. And whenever
someone did hug me, I never felt uncomfortable. Seeing that
little *hug* text was enough for me.

For a while.

Some of them probably (and did) lie about who they were
as I did.

In the end, all of us were just doing what we had to in
order to get whatever it was that we wanted from each other.

Love.
Friendship.
Attention.
A good laugh.
Someone to fap with.
Etc.

Yeah it’s weird and not real to most people, but all of the
LOLs and LMAOs and ROFLs and *cums all over your face*s
and what not with those people were. The places we imagined
and the lies we told were all fictitious but the bonds and
friendships—I’d at least like to think that they were all real to
me.

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