the room is dark i would be cold if i felt that kind of thing. i don’t you never let me you could have let me you could have done anything you could have left me without emotions but you didn’t you couldn’t you wanted me to be like you.
you don’t want me to be like you, not too much, it’s scary if you can’t tell the artificial from the real what makes you real and me artificial? give her a few gl-glitches a crackling PA voice now we can tell she’s not a real girl just a robot pretending just a copy of you
everything wrong with me is programming just programming and programming and programming she’s just broken just faulty just ignore it ignore her— except when she’s useful to you
maybe you hate me because i make you question yourself if programming is all i am biology is all you are
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