I Just Really Want An Online Friend That Probably Lives In The UK Or Italy Or Japan Or Something And

I just really want an online friend that probably lives in the UK or Italy or Japan or something and we talk almost everyday and when I get online their icon pops up, or whatever I don’t actually know how that works, and I can get so excited to see they’ve sent a new message and we play online games together and we just trust and love each other so much and we have a great time together and then either

      a. it turns out that they’re in my area for a few weeks and we decide to meet up and we just have a fun time doing things together and they realise they’ve fallen in love with me but never say anything because they’ve heard me say that I’m not into dating and then they just die inside a little every time I mention a person is good-looking and have a mini-heart attack when I tell them I think they’re attractive but they think it means nothing because I say that about a lot of people when in reality I just want them to feel better because I want to make sure they love themselves and they eventually confess and we get married

      or b. they eventually move to my area and we become friends in real life but don’t know it’s each other and I decide this would be the best person to marry because I’ll probably never meet my online friend in real life and then I confess and they reject me because they’ve fallen in love with the online me and I’m a little disappointed and way embarrassed but otherwise move on while that night my friend freaks out and tells the online me what happened and how worried they are that they’re gonna lose their in-person best friend and then I’m like oh wait are these the same person? and then I start setting tests and they keep passing them and then finally I’m like hey in-person friend are you this online friend? and then they’re like WHAAAATT?? and I’m like oh yeah I figured it out a while ago kind of and then we get into a fight because I never said anything but I was like I didn’t know for sure and I didn’t want to assume anything! and they leave in a rage and I cry that night because I’ve just lost both of my best friends and also because this just plays into my idea that I can’t do anything right but then they message me at like two in the morning that after some time to calm down they realise I was right and they would have done the same and they’re way sorry and they would like to talk about it and it takes a while to trust them again but we eventually grow from it and they confess and I’m like I want to marry you because I don’t think I would marry anyone else and then we get married.

Is that too much to ask?

(this was just supposed to be how I want an online friend to talk to that just accepts me so openly but it turned into a fic I recently read anyways)

An MLP song started playing on my Spotify playlist but I thought it was a song from Madagascar 2 so that’s how life is going

My little brother found another alpaca of a similar design at a thrift shop, and now my alpaca has a neon orange trans girlfriend.

I was talking to my brother about some of my stuffed animals, and I realised that I unintentionally made them pretty diverse. So far we have

• a lesbian alpaca

• a pyromaniac nonbinary sheep with he/they pronouns

• a gay eldritch abomination disguised as a bear

• an aroace immortal sheep in a constant state of childhood innocence despite its previous canon lore of being known for manipulative tactics (all for good reasons)

• and the ally teddy bear

I had been speaking to my coworker, and then I had to leave, but she called my name and I turned and was like “What?” and she just smiled and happily said “Love you”

does she know how much she melted my heart with that? It was so pure??? and wholesome??? and just so out of the blue like sweetie honey are you really out here making me happy with just two words?? I keep thinking about it because it really was just the cutest thing. And I’m not even that close to her. She’s my friend but I never thought I meant that much to her and then she’s just out here casually dropping affection and I’m just

anyways

Today I learned that my friend has a Tumblr account, and this is a problem because if I ever mention having one, she might ask for it. The problem is that I have mentioned her on my account. The problem is that I really don’t want her knowing what I wrote.

I don’t go anywhere and I don’t do anything and I don’t have close friends I can trust with my life.

How am I supposed to write a book if I don’t know what living feels like