just an emo boy in a poser world... there were about six different platitudes i was ready to spew out to explain my lack of sexual activity, notable lack of social interaction and years long streak of reclusiveness. i was ready to throw myself at any number of bygone emotional teenager aesthetics, if it only meant i could bask in some sort of release. in truth there was no way to romanticize any of what i was doing. it was repulsive through and through.