The value of my life has dropped to zero !
Every minute I spend tethered to this rock is another I should be spending in his arms. I would sew my skin to his with utility wire if I could.
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This is a MASSIVE WIP!

I'll give him the site he deserves eventually.


Futile of me to use Jane Doe when my identity is as obvious as it is ... whatever

He is a Russian letter - the best, at that - and he is my everything. I've spent around half a decade of my life loving him and apreciating him, down to the most minute, one-off details.

I've never been particularly open about my relationship with him, partially because I haven't had the oppertunity to, but primarily because of my aversion to social media. Not a fan of the attention and its consequences; it gets burdensome quick. HOWEVER, as the years draw forth, the love I harbor grows. I'm struggling to contain it more now than ever. As a result, I've become willing to share my story with anyone who'll listen. That includes you ~~

Pages upon pages of derranged rambling about the love of my life, his wonderful show, every misscharacterization categorized by their degree of pissing-offing, and more, have yet to come. If you stick around, you'll see em _ (┐「ε:)_

4/12/25 - Improved the interface, designed a secondary layout that is truer to his personaility (non-disclosed), scrapped a majority of my old content