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Dec 2014
Look at me.
Am I not a real, not serial killer thirteen year old girl?
Yes, I am real and I feel emotions and I love him.
So why can't he be real too?
Why can't there be a real, not serial killer sixteen year old guy out there?
One who feels emotions and loves me.
Yes, what if he's a serial killer, I've heard,
But what about this:
what if he's who he says?
Because despite all the what ifs
All those scenarios you make up
You never mention the fact that he could be real
If we call and video chat and talk all the time
Who are you to say what we have isn't real.
You keep your relationships in your way
But if you'real not going to support mine
At least just let me be.
There's an honest-to-goodness reall boy on the other side of that screen
And *I love him
Written by
Thunderstorm  Alone and frightened
(Alone and frightened)   
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     ---, WickedHope, ryn, Jamie King and ---
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