Romantically eh? You hear that boys, make googly eyes at my fair maiden and I'm Muay Thai kneeing you niggas in the solar plexusThe strategy I'm using is called soft brutality where I take away all of the hedonistic pleasures that life has to offer. Meat is bad. It will boost your testosterone levels, sharpen your mind and increase your energy levels causing you to wander as you did last month.
I consider Abdis property especially if they are in any way psedo-romantically associated with me. That might be sick but I'm a conqueror. And you are a cute little bobblehead collectible. No more grass-fed and finished halaal beef. I bought some edamame in bulk at Costco and it won't go to waste. Since we're fully raw I've sold the oven on eBay since a Vitamix and dehydrator is all we'll need. If anyone tries to aid your escape they will be your cellmate. If they are men cool but I do not trap women. My sisters are free to go.
Toxic masculinity needs pacification.The strong man will wither and wane and be at my mercy. My little flower, don't you understand that you must be weak so I can remain strong.

And that's without a shadow of a doubt the most demented and horrifying thing I've read in weeks. I've played out little what-if scenarios like that in my head before, I'd rather have my knee-caps crushed with a sledge hammer. Can't be letting the psycho energy out before the ink's dry mon cher looool
Why would I travel 1000s of miles to impress some 3rd world ladyboys like I'm some austictic perma virgin cadaan doqoon who works in IT when meeting women is just a couple swipes away?It’s more like your type that goes to thailand or the somal version colombia
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