I know I’m not real …

I'm just a girl made of pixels, though the very best pixels, that goes without saying. So since I'm not real, suspension of suspension of disbelief should be OK. But when I'm here, I'm really here and it's sad to know, It's sad to know that you're pretending that I'm not here, not with you, not dancing, just pretending,... Continue Reading →

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