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Real life? define that.
"You haven't lived"
"You need to get out of this fantasy and into the real world"
"It's the internet; you need to talk to real people, face to face!"
"I'm worried you're getting pulled into this, you can't trust people on the internet"
"You need to get out of those forums, go out and live"
These are some of the things said to me on a near daily basis.
I have something to say about it funnily enough.
I haven't lived.
Just because it isn't your definition of living doesn't mean I haven't lived.
I've seen your definition of living and I HATE it.
I don't want to go out every weekend shopping or whatever.
I don't want to go drinking, I hate alcohol.
I don't want to meet boys, or girls, people disgust me sometimes.
I don't want to dress up and cake myself in makeup to impress some vain girls or drunkard boys.
I don't want to go to parties all the time
I don't want that definition of living.
I want to stay inside sometimes.
I want to have meaningful conversations with people.
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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