The one problem I've been having with Omegle recently isn't the explicit content. It's not the vast array of multiple males masturbating. Nor is it the requests to show various parts of my body. Or even delightful suggestions that I should touch myself.
But in fact, the mere question of my existence.
But in fact, the mere question of my existence.
Entering any conversation: "Are you real?".
To which I reply... well, I don't know. They've got me questioning my own reality now. Maybe I'm not.
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