I am sad, i am sad not only because Chloe my dream girl, my lady, my one, my love, is fictional but ill never get to see her.


This earth is cold that we walk among, it haunts me the fact that i will never meet her the pain is unbearable its damaging my soul my heart and my mental health everyday is a cold dark hell the only thing that keeps me going is June 4th.


Until this glorious day i will go into hibernation as a disappointment to my family and loved ones (2 Corinthians 4:16-18. So we do not lose heart) where my heart has been lost due to the lack of Chloe sexiness in my life this causes me distress at night often i find myself trying to gauge my eyes out as when i close my eyes shes all i see, all i see yet ill never feel her warm touch against my tender skin.


However i’ve recently noticed other female characters none give of the loving aura of my dearest Chloe shes like the girl i’ve always wanted but ill never have.


I would walk through hell for this lady, scratch my balls across miles of glass just to hear her fart through a through a walkie talkie i would have my testicles submerged in boiling water for days upon days just to sniff her chair a week after use i would cremate myself in a large outdoor barbaque just to initiate recognition when my dearest meets me upon heaven, as for my penis it gets stiff when i see her but for a millisecond of eye contact oh lord what i would do it varies from the lows such as putting a hacksaw deep into my anal cavity to the highs like continuous days of sex with a flesh light made from complete sandpaper filled with boiling water at the end for my bellened to encounter the pain.


so yes this is my story about my love with the gorgeous Chloe as you can tell I am very excited for act II and where it takes me and Chloe’s love story but untill then.