I'm not that weird.

I have a normal school, loving parents that annoys me, family drama, and casual school friends. I'm Pansexual and fresh into acne, so I'm regretting being alive as I look more feminine. It makes me uncomfortable when someone calls me female, I'm non-binary.

These don't seem to pop out that much, right? Well, the weirdest thing I have is my imagination and the internet, today I'll be combining the two.

LA: Didi, what are you doing?
Alan: I believe she's informing the people who may be reading this.
???: Ah, that sounds cool! Can I join? Can I?
Gold and Dino: [Confusion sounds]
Dante: I need drinks to live at this point.
Darcy: What type of drinks?
Bella: Let's save that for another day, sweetie.
Indeed. That's not even a quarter of you.

These people, they're people I've created. They live in my mind, and I'll tell you about them. . . another day.

I love them, they're my best friends. I remember them all... but also can't recall one. It's complicated remembering everyone, okay? But they live in my mind, and as long as I remember them eventually, they'll stay alive. It's complicated to explain.

"That's all for this session, you may be excused."
Ah, thank you!