I cannot believe you would do that to me, to us. What did I even mean to you at this point? Was I just a quick option to let off some steam and abandon? You've tugged the strings in my heart, and I cannot find it within me to revert it back to how they used to be. I'm terrified of losing your touch, the moment where life began to show meaning to me. I guess—like all good things—you have to learn to let go before it consumes you.

chub lord :>

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I live and breathe for you. Every night before I go to sleep, I pray that I finally get to use each orifice of your body like Play-Doh. You, who is oh so kind and caring to me, are someone I need by my side while you stroke each individual pubic hair of mine. I stay up every night awaiting at my desk, just hoping that I finally get that message on Discord from you, but you play hard to get; I never receive a single message. Instead, you tease me with your profile picture and custom status, and it only grows my unfathomable urge to just hold you by my side. Please understand me. Please notice me. I don't think I can hold back for much longer before I come meet you face to face and splurge all over you like the cream filling inside a donut. Please, Bobaciousism, I need you to understand that you have greater responsibilities to take care of, that being me. I pray that you see this message and finally come to your senses that I am the one meant for you, kitten.