I really love NinjaSM. Like, a lot. Like, a whole lot. You have no idea. I love him so much that it is inexplicable, and I am one-hundred percent sure that I have an unhealthy obsession. I will never get tired of listening to that sweet, angelic wristjack of his. It is my life goal to meet up with him and just say hello to him. I fall asleep at night dreaming of him playing etterna for me, and then he would be sorry, and be tired that he comes and cuddles up to me while we sleep together. If I could just hold his hand for a brief moment, I could die happy. If given the opportunity, I would lightly nibble on his ear just to hear what kind of sweet moans he would let out. Then, I would hug him while he clings to my body hoping that I would stop, but I only continue as he moans louder and louder. I would give up almost anything just for him to look in my general direction. No matter what I do, I am constantly thinking of him. When I wake up, he is the first thing on my mind. When I go to school, I can only focus on him. When I go come home, I go on the computer so that I can spectate his wonderful mania plays. When I go to sleep, I dream of him and I living a happy life together. He is my pride, passion and joy. If he were to call me a good jack player, I would probably get diabetes from his sweetness and die. I wish for nothing but his happiness. If it were for him, I would give my life without any second thoughts. Without him, my life would serve no purposes. I really love NinjaSM
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