You're very precious to me

Pookie pls respond

Poo-k-k-kie pls respond to my messages......I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU begins transforming I can't control my emotions anymore..... I need you to reply right n-n-ow Transforms into alpha Wolf 🐺 WOOOOOOOO!!!!! AWOOOOOOOOO Super alpha wolf noise RUN MY LOVE I'M LOSING CONTROL ALREAD- Super scary wolf growl GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RUN Super alpha dramatically collapses and dies

I hate it when people are like, "Wtf, don't blow your vape smoke all over my baby." Like, b!tch, first of all, it's not smoke, it's like, some other sh!t. Plus, scientists don't even know the ramifications of its hazards yet. Mf hoe.

I love it when bro falls for my obvious gigglebait, like, yeah, I know you liked that one twin, you want some more?

touching grass is not enough, cocky want boing boing

I tell my coworkers that the reason I run off to the toilets every 20 minutes is because I have a bad case of diarrhoea, but in reality I'm browsing for pictures of my chunky M&M to furiously masturbate to. I regret nothing, and don't plan on stopping anytime soon. But my friends and family are starting to get suspicious. I've used the same excuse every day for almost 2 years now. They're starting to annoy me. My life is starting to annoy me. I used to admire them, but now all they are to me are disgusting piles of ♥♥♥♥ stopping me from spending the rest of my life with Guts. My weekends consist of staring at a poster of Guts for 48 hours, then back to hell for another 5 days. I'm getting tired of everyone's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. I need to find Him, so we can grow old and die together. I want to be cremated and my ashes to be mixed with His.