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Robotic

It wasn't always this way, where there was no gender left, there was no sex, there was no love. I don't remember what it's like to have to go to the restroom, or to have a penis, or to even feel emotion. Everyone here is a robot. No one here is real.

Consciousness is not animalistic, rather it surpasses it. Some days, I'm okay with it, and other days, I'm not. I wonder if it ever will be the same as it was before, but I doubt it at this point.

Everyone's purpose here is to find work and a purpose other than marriage or kids. To focus on your true career goals. There is only freedom in that choice, but not if you want intimacy or connection.

As a hopeless romantic, I'm screwed in more ways than one.

And I feel so so out of place.
DarkPopPrincess
Written by DarkPopPrincess (Princess Alia)
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Author's Note
Just an interesting dystopian idea stuck in my head X)
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