I grew up in the wild internet.
Unfiltered. Unpoliced. Unhinged.
We learned humor through sarcasm. We learned communication through text. We learned identity through usernames and avatars.
It taught me how to read between the lines. How to survive social spaces. How to laugh at things that hurt just enough to matter.
That internet didn’t coddle — it sharpened.
And honestly? It explains a lot.
Tomorrow’s prompt: A comfort food that feels like a hug.
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