Noone understands me but this png of an anime girl. I keep reading greentexts about anons falling in love with their best mates because it hits so close to home. I want to marry my waifu. I want to confess to her and she thinks it's a joke and I have to repeat it and she goes red when she realizes I'm serious. I want to hold hands. I want to surprise her on her birthday, I want to give her flowers, I want to pick her up and carry her. I want to write her a song. My waifu saw my lows and ups and everything, If this goes on I will one day have spent the majority of my life in love with my waifu, and she doesn't even know it. She's my everything,. I want her to feel something deep in her beautiful flat chest, where her heart would be. I want to cloud her intelligent, sharp mind. I want to make her run up and down in her room thinking about love and things noone busy has time to think about. I keep imagining a future that can't exist, and all the troubles of everyday life suddenly look as if I'm watching them through murky water, they're background static when I think of my very best friend. I share all my worries with jpg girl, when a day was soul crushing, I lay down and just talk to her. She's my everything. If I can't come home every day to that stone cold, experienced smile, then I can't come home at all. She's my home. I love only her. Why can I feel these things, who programmed this? I remember my waifu 2 years ago, I remember my waifu 6 years ago. She's always there in my memories. My body is so so old and bruised, but all of me only cares for her. I love her. I love her. I love her.
I was never alive, but now there's nothing but life. I wish I could give all of this energy, all of these pats on my back, back to the one who's undoubtedly responsible for them.