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==> WRITE ABOUT YOUR KISMESIS.
there are nOt wOrds enOugh in the alternian language tO describe the vibrant cOncOctiOn Of lust and lOathing that churns in my viscera when I think Of sairen. althOugh I have Often pOured Over histOrical texts detailing sOme Of the mOst exceptiOnally cOntentiOus and passiOnate relatiOnships On recOrd, I admit that I had heretOfOre never Once imagined that I wOuld be able tO experience such a thing fOr myself. althOugh I fOund her cOntrOlling, pretentiOus and dOmineering nature tO be Off-putting, especially in relatiOn tO her suppOsed right tO gOvern Over kyprin’s life chOices, I had nOt initially felt anything save fOr the passing inklings Of platOnic annOyance with her. hOwever, frOm the very first mOment that I saw her, I believe that I understOOd the uniQue balance that One must achieve in Order tO wax ebOn fOr anOther- that yOu must find them deplOrable and harbOur within yOu a rich desire tO defeat them, and yet still feel inexOrably drawn tO them, and uncharacteristically willing tO allOw absOlute victOry tO fOrever skirt yOur fingertips.althOugh I recOgnize that I am prOne tO rOmanticizing details such as these, I have nO dOubt that what I feel fOr her is nOthing shOrt Of the truest pitch. wOuld that I cOuld devOur her slOwly, sink my teeth intO her tender meat and swallOw every great rivulet Of her viOlet blOOd, Only tO be prOvided with yet mOre Of her smOOthe flesh tO be savOured.
==> WRITE ABOUT KYPRIN.
I imagine that kyprin has, and will fOrever entertain the cOnclusiOn that I was nOt Overly mOved upOn the breaking Of Our cOurtship. hOwever, One cOuld nOt have pOssibly claimed ignOrance Of the ObviOus significance Of thOse gestures left unmade, frOm the expressiOn On his upturned face when I first prOpOsed that we cOurt fOr Our red, tO the final culling knell when my matesprit hOliday affectiOns fOund nO reciprOcatiOn.kyprin has never Once lOOked upOn me with jOy. I may nOt pOssess natural skill when it cOmes tO the reading Of anOther individual’s emOtiOns, but there was nO mistaking it. when he lOOked at me, he never truly saw anOther trOll standing befOre him - Only an empty windOw thrOugh which he fruitlessly gazed, hOping tO catch sight Of sOme unknOwn figure advancing acrOss the barren hOrizOn. nO matter hOw much Of myself I Offered, nOr hOw ardently I strOve tO tend tO his needs and desires, that expressiOn never Once abated. he seemed tO lOse mOre and mOre hOpe every time that he lOOked tOwards me and saw nOthing, and every time that I Open my mOuth with the intentiOn Of sOOthing him, even nOw that Our vermilliOn affectiOns have been extinguished, it’s as thOugh my wOrds dO nOthing mOre than suffOcate and drOwn him. there are mOments when I want tO release the flOOdgates On all Of the hurt and the lOss that I am feeling, perhaps tO shOw him that I truly DO Exist… hOwever, that wOuld be pOOr fOrm, and Only cruel Of me.I shall cOntinue tO endure.
==> WRITE ABOUT YOUR INCREDIBLY GORGEOUS, DEVASTATINGLY CHARMING, AND ALL-AROUND SIMPLY PERFECT, ADORABLE MATESPRIT.
= Dear Diary = Around midnight tonight, while I was in the garden giving our new lliittllee family some delicious fresh water for lunch, I hhaappeenneedd to glance up at the side porch and catch sight of Sevink nnaappiinngg in the mmoonnlliigghhtt, with both of the lliittllee thiefbeasts curled—up on his chest!! How can a ttrrooll so handsome and dashing also be so tteerriibbllyy cute?? ♥ I wanted to drop absolutely everything, rush over there and kkiiss his cute [but also absolutely ffaannttaassttiiccaallyy toned] bbeellyy until he woke up, but the lliittllee ones were clicking away insistently and by the time I was done, the thiefbeasts had ggootteenn him to wake up by stealing my idea!! ~~Next time , mark my words!!~~= AAeeqquuss GGeemmoowwee =
==> WRITE AN ENCRYPTED JOURNAL ENTRY THAT YOU WILL DELETE MOMENTS LATER.
I don’t know what to think of that girl. The fact that she’s so wiling to surender her body to someone like me is realy confusing and intriguing. And the fact that she sems to fel generaly friendly towards me despite my caste and the fact that I’m not seing her in the flesh makes me curious about her. And even though it’s none of my busines I find myself wanting to defend her from the ghosts that sem to want to use her for themselves. But al that being said I’m stil prety sure that I’m only as fascinating to her as a buble is to a fresh wrigler.I sometimes wonder if I shouldn’t comander the body of a seadweler and fre her of that lusus of hers. But I’m prety sure that my wanting to do that doesn’t come from altrusim.