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A childhood belief about imaginary friends

I'm slightly nuts, only slightly nuts because I'm sane enough to know I'm nuts but still crazy enough to have an imaginary boyfriend (I'm 12) his name is Jesse and I actually know a real Jesse who I really like but haven't seen in ages so now I have fake Jesse to keep me company, except he's slighly meaner than real Jesse and likes to make me cry which doesn't look so good when I'm sitting in the middle of my geography class and I suddenly burst into tears, (yes that really happened, damn he got me in my weak spot, I was already bored to tears just for the fact that it was geography) yes I know I'm probably mentally distrurbed whatever I don't care I'm a weird kid, as fake Jesse so often tells me...

Anon

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