Samantha Rinne
Resident Genderfluid Writer/Artist
I feel almost like this story is speaking about a metaphor/analogy (can't keep those two words straight) about human existence. I mean, people who tend not to be well-loved start to get kinda surreal and by that I mean they develop issues like autism, antisocial personality, or other psych problems. For that matter, I feel like the whole aim of religion is less about souls or afterlife and more about kinda making the world (especially those who live in it) real.
Oh yeah. Also, right now I'm watching Mannequin.
How real, exactly, would all of you say humans actually are? And how would we confirm? Thoughts?
Oh yeah. Also, right now I'm watching Mannequin.
How real, exactly, would all of you say humans actually are? And how would we confirm? Thoughts?
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