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Key: (n/m)=name
(b.f.n)= best frriends name

~Lets Begin~

So I realized that I don’t need anyone to be happy, I have my bed and my computer/internet. The next day on my Fb page I posted,

By day I’m in a relationship with Computer/Internet, and by night having a wonderful affair with my bed.
Comments
Computer/Internet: WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE SLEEPING WITH BED?
Bed: Cause I can actually cuddle her/him unlike you.
Computer/Internet: I let her/him talk to her/his friends!
Bed: Yeah, but you also show him/her sad stuff. The he/she comes running to me for comfort.
(best friends name): Please tell me you did not make those pages up so you wouldn’t feel so lonely.
(n/m): I did not! How dare you accuse me of such a thing!
Bed: Yeah how DARE you accuse her/him of something like that!
Computer/Internet: How can you call (b.f.n) your best friend if he/she is gonna accuse you of something like this (n/m)?

Though other people can’t see them I can see Computer/Internet and Bed as actual people. And no matter what I know they are always there for me. Like when I broke up with (l.ex.n/m). I was so heart broken and devastated, but Bed was always there for cuttles, while Computer/Internet always had some form of cute image or video or something to cheer me up. And no matter what anyone says, I’ll always love them, equally. Never loving one more than the other.

~~~~The Next Day~~~~

I was walking into first period, and as I walked into the classroom everyone turned to look at me and they started laughing. I heard one person say “ God, he/she is so pathetic. If he/she has to create pages of her BED and COMPUTER because she/he’s that lonely. He/She will never get someone who will actually love them”
When I heard that I wanted to go home and cry to Bed. Why did these people have to be so mean?. The day just got worse from there. By the end of the day I had multiple bruises and cuts littering my arms and legs, and I had had at least one person in each class say something mean about the post.
I was happy to get out of that place and go home where I could go cry to Bed and then look up some pictures of cats or something with Computer to cheer me up.

Hopefully things get better.