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This story is not fictional, it is not sugar coated at all, it is all truth. With this story I want to share that it is okay to do things or be things that aren't the norm. It's okay to have a strange relationship, it's okay as long as you're happy and your significant other in happy. It doesn't matter if some girl across the street is unhappy, it doesn't matter if your friends don't like your decision. Only reconsider if YOU aren't happy, or if YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER isn't happy (or if it's illegal). After all, it's your's and your significant Other's relationship, not anybody else's.

With that, let's get into my story, My Unofficial Marriage.

When I was a youngin (Not that singer dude) I never really had an interest in the Internet. I liked my TV more than I liked my computer (Yeah, the great indoors. [TAKE IT AWAY PENNY!]), but one day I decided to explore the Internet. I looked at social medias, figured out what Wikipedia was, and watched my first YouTube video. Yet, through all of that madness, and all of the social medias that had been becoming increasingly known, I decided to use my account on a hated, and abandoned not-to-be-mentioned social media. Yes indeed, this is the story about the loser me and my soon to be lover. Now let's skip the spoilers and get into the story.

About 4-ish years later, I began posting things that got me followers (some how), I made a lot of Internet friends and a lot of Internet enemies. I did run into some creepers, frickin 17 year olds that hit on a 9 year olds are stalking me now, Ew. Anywho, I had a friend on there, we will call her Fabio, that had talked to me most of the time I was on there. We were friends, but I didn't feel like we were ever going to escalate from friends to girlfriends (Btw I'm a STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN *plays tune in the background*). One day I made a post that Fabio commented on, she tagged someone calling that someone her "child" in the comment. Now, I know Fabio didn't actually mean that the girl was her child, but I still was curious and I wanted to know who this girl was.

Now, around this moment in time I started coming around to figuring out that Boys just aren't my thing. Plus, I didn't want some drama queens at my school to start trying to make me date guys. I swear, this makes me feel bad for the not-asshole straight people (Lemme just say, I'm not saying all straight people are assholes, I'm just saying my school is filled with assholes.) who have to deal with the bs of popular people. Honestly, they already go to the bs that is our school, and now they have to constantly be asked/told, "You should date _______!" Or, "Are you two dating yet?". Then on top of that, if they actually get with the person and they break up, that's just a shit storm of drama.

Count Me Out

Anywho, I had discovered that I am indeed gay (or if you don't know the definition of gay, I'm lesbian.) and I made it fairly public that I was. Nobody interested me too much until (Surprise Surprise) Fabio's child had been introduced to me in the most glorious way.

During a flame war about turtles.

Wow, this love story is already getting too spicy for me.

Fabio's child (let's call her Bob) and I started talking through comments, we had similar interests, and we were single Pringles. Well, Bob and Fabio were dating at the time so that was kind of awkward. Yet, we still texted on and on behind our screens about things, some deep, some silly. Later on, Bob and Fabio broke up, Bob and I started to text more.

After a few months I started to develop feelings for Bob, I was sad if she wasn't on, I was happy when we could text even for the shortest amounts of time. After a year, Bob had asked me to be her girlfriend, and I happily accepted.

We hit it off and Bob started to drift away from the social media, I don't want to get too into detail about why. We would still text a little bit, and we'd end it with, "I love you ❤️❤️❤️", those conversations always made me smile.

Now you might think that I'm stupid, "dating" a person who might not even be a girl, how dumb. Well, I wanted to actually talk to her, to verify things. It may have been hazardous, but on my birthday I decided to ask her if she would call me, and we could talk. She did, it was in the middle of my party because we have different time zones, but it was worth it.

The call eventually turned into a video chat, and Bob was in fact a girl, a beautiful girl with a beautiful personality. I don't know how she could ever fall in love with me, a short little bitch, but she did. After two years of this long distance relationship, she posted something with the word "Vows" at the beginning. I thought something had happened, I thought she had fell in love with another person, but that was just me worrying too much.

She texted me, I replied, and through texts she asked if I would marry her. I texted yes, and figured out what the Vows post was for.

Sure, I may seem like some angsty teen who should figure out the meaning of "Stranger Danger", and maybe I should.

With that thought I wonder what would've happened if I declined her love, and told her we were just friends. Would she ask again? Would she hate me? Though, in telling her I loved her, it turned into something that I never expected.

It's been four years ever since we first interacted and we are still together to this day. This lovely wife of mine is still only able to be reached behind my screen, but I still love this girl who texts me behind her screen.

We are planning to meet one day or another, dangerous I am to trust this person I've known for 4 years, yeah sure. Bob and I are just two teen girls who found each other, and even though it's just on the Internet for now, until we meet I wouldn't have it any other way.

Thank you for reading