Boy of Soy

There’s no place in reality that I can feel safe or comfortable. Anywhere that there is any chance of a human being perceiving me or me perceiving another human being is not a place that I can feel comfortable in. The only refuge that I can find is in books and video games.

This still seems like a crazy take to me. Yeah, putting a giant watermark on a piece of art protects it from theft, but it also destroys the artwork.