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Now you see, this is the problem... Everywhere you go on Gaia you find people who aren't just here for entertainment...they're there because online, they can pretend to be everything they're not, and no one will know the difference. They're there to hide behind their computer screens exchanging little pixel words, pixel barbs, pixel hugs, pixel kisses, pixel money, pixel gifts, pixel insults, pixel silence...pixel lies, pixel games, pixel sex, and electric emotions that frazzle in and out depending on the latest bipolar trend, and all the while getting high on their big, fat, pixel addictions.
I'm sorry, I'm ranting...but if I don't rant then I might just have my own little emo fit.
Mm, you like your little emo fits, don't you? Don't they make you feel good? Feel like you're an original, tormented soul, unloved, hopeless, beyond repair...oh ho, because if you're beyond repair then sweetie, you're free. Inside you're free...mmhm, you're reading right. Free of the responsibility of doing ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING ABOUT IT. If you're hopeless, you don't need to change the batteries in your metaphorical flashlight and search for hope. If you're friendless, you don't need to repair the bonds that the two, four, six, twenty of you have broken. If you're unrepairable, you don't need to hire a mechanic. If you're damned, you don't need to search for salvation.
Because you've tried before...and each time, your efforts seemed to fail, didn't they? There was something thata prevented you. The situation was beyond your control.
So if you can't control your rise? Well then you'll control your fall. You'll sit at the bottom of your damp, dark little pit to wallow and curl into the fetal position, and stick your tongue out at the world, because you're damned and neiner neiner neeeeeeineeeeer!!! There's NOTHING anybody can do about it.
Heh. Some control.
Do you think this is directed at you? Am I a hypocrite? Is it directed at me? Is it directed at everybody, because I think I'm some philosopher uncovering the darkness in the heart of man?
Mmmmmmmmm I'm not that good.
But ooh did I need to say all that, even if it isn't true. Just on the off chance that it is...
*kicks her virtual foot through the pixel plaster of an imaginary wall* Oy...I feel like I need a straight jacket about now. XD

Sorry bout that folks. If you read through all of that...you have my pity and gratitude.