I recognize that you're trying to protect me. I understand why you've been drilling this into me since I was sixteen. I know that some people have betrayed you in the past and you don't want that for me.
I know that. I've just - it's been so long, and we've talked about meeting for two years at least, and I can't even bring up the subject because the first time I mentioned it Mom freaked the fuck out.
I'll be around about a week after the end of your semester, actually. After they make everyone get out of the dorms and off the campus.
But, yes. Mom has no idea how much myspace-ing my sister did when she was my age; half the people she hung out with were from online or friends of friends. (And why should friends of friends be any less dangerous and sketchy?)
But still, they'll never quite learn to let go because they are too used to having their way. They always trot out the "Mom knows best" schtick. And yes, anybody can be a predator nowadays but it's more likely to come from your circle of trust i.e. people you've known all your life than an online acquaintance. The statistics backs me up.
My Mother still doesn't really believe people on the Internet actually exist. She calls you people my "imaginary friends". What she doesn't know is that my "imaginary friends" know more about me than she or my sister or my RL friends ever will, and that I would kill to meet each and every one of you (some more than others, of course, especially those who stuck by me through some really bad moments). Don't let your Mother ruin it for you.
It's frustrating, though, having to edit what comes out of my mouth. wanttobeatree wrote a poem about writing poems, and I sort of gaped at my screen for a while, and my mom asked, "What're you looking at?" and I said, "My friend wrote a poem." And she said, "Which friend?"
So I had to fumble around unconvincingly for the name of one of my actual friends that she's heard about before. Because she just wouldn't understand.
I know. When I went to meet izazov, my Mom asked what we talked about besides "that actor" (I simplified for her, okay?), and what was I supposed to say? Slash? Heh. Yeah, it's weird.
LOL WE WERE DISCUSSING THE FINER POINTS OF HOW TO COME OUT TO YOUR DAD ABOUT AN INCESTUOUS RELATIONSHIP AND ALSO OUR FAVORITE KINKS I MEAN WHAT WE'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER ALMOST 20 MINUTES LOLOLOL
LOL, your mum is lucky *I'm* not her child. Excuse me while I fly halfway around the world to stay in the houses of people I've only met on the internet. Hey, does this coke taste like rohypnol to you?
My mom is the same way. When I started getting Christmas cards from 'the internet' she freaked out. :(I am almost 19 and there is almost nothing that makes me angrier than being treated like a kid, like I'm too young to know anything.
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I'll be around about a week after the end of your semester, actually. After they make everyone get out of the dorms and off the campus.
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Fuck it. Ignore your mom. You're an adult now. She can't keep on keeping you under her thumb.
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But, yes. Mom has no idea how much myspace-ing my sister did when she was my age; half the people she hung out with were from online or friends of friends. (And why should friends of friends be any less dangerous and sketchy?)
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But still, they'll never quite learn to let go because they are too used to having their way. They always trot out the "Mom knows best" schtick. And yes, anybody can be a predator nowadays but it's more likely to come from your circle of trust i.e. people you've known all your life than an online acquaintance. The statistics backs me up.
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And I don't use 'come' figuratively.
no srsly i have some rufies you wanna have a good time i'm so lonely
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What she doesn't know is that my "imaginary friends" know more about me than she or my sister or my RL friends ever will, and that I would kill to meet each and every one of you (some more than others, of course, especially those who stuck by me through some really bad moments).
Don't let your Mother ruin it for you.
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So I had to fumble around unconvincingly for the name of one of my actual friends that she's heard about before. Because she just wouldn't understand.
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When I went to meet izazov, my Mom asked what we talked about besides "that actor" (I simplified for her, okay?), and what was I supposed to say? Slash? Heh.
Yeah, it's weird.
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UNF, UNF.
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