Internetaddict Stories

Random crap that I find hidden in the darkest corners of my brain.

Nowadays everyone has an "internet" friend. They could be from India, Britain, Canada, or the town over. You fantasize over meeting them every time you speak, but you never expect to fall on love with them. My name is Mae, a truly horrendous name. You can't even make a nickname from it. Anyways, I have never been in a relationship. I know, preposterous. In my 17 years, I have never been seen as good looking to anyone. The thought of having a person so close to me they could taste my breath doesn't sound too appealing. I live in the middle of nowhere so an internet addiction festered until a single boy made me run. Run head first into vat of acid. Okay, I'm being dramatic but I had no idea how to be a human around him. I'm pretty sure I just turned into an asshole. Yay. I still don't understand why he likes me.