After seeing my childhood hero get mercilessly cucked and publically humililated by a bald, serpentine lizard-woman, I want all the emotional availability I can get. The clingier, the better lol.
I don't wanna have meltdowns in my 50s and start swinging haymakers at my work colleages over a slight jab at m'lady's dietary choices, before blubber crying in the breakroom like a toddler
I'm remaining in the state's custody unless I'm promised good boy pats on the head every 5mins, least I end up looking like this;
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