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This is the most amazing, sexy, beautiful, handsome, and delicious member here at FP.
He is neither male or female, and that makes things even hotter. Whenever I think of what it looks like, my lemon squeezes its yummy juices all over the place, and makes the biggest mess ever.
The fact that it has a boyfriend, and it isn't me, enrages me. Whenever I think about that fuck face, that nobody knows about, my tits turn inside out and I boil up in a furious rage.
I just want it to be me, and Butthurter, alone in a room. I would do the impossible to Butthurter's body, while he tied down to the bed, wait for me to penetrate it. I will have glass jars everywhere around the bed, so they will collect the liquids that spill from the sides while we engage in physical activities. When we are done clawing into each others backs with our nails so sharp, I will fill a bathtub up with everything held inside the jars for us to bathe upon.
When all of this is over, we will slowly drink from the tub, until it is empty.
Every time I think about Butthurter's boyfriend, Butthurter being inside him, squeezing its sweet lemon all over his body, I take little fishing hooks, and pierce them through my chest and scream into the night.
For the past 2 years, I have been saving all of my hair, in a garbage bag, so when I am done with Butthurter's body, I will stuff its body into the bag, and watch it gasp for air. Whilst doing so, getting all of my hair stuck in its throat. While I watch Butthurter slowly drown in my sea of hair, I will pleasure my lemon with a fork, and plant all the seeds that fall out into Butthurter's body when he dies.
Later in the night, I go to my grandmothers house and plants the body in her front yard. I sit and wait with my grammy. She will make me tea, and I will splash the hot liquid into her face and watch her scream in pain. then I will beat her to death with the cup that I am holding from the delicious tea I did not get to spill on my taste buds.
I will wait, day in, and day out, until Butthurter's body will grow to a huge and broad orange tree.
Once I pluck the oranges from the tree, I will implant them into my grandfathers eye sockets and watch them bloom into my children.
That is what I want, me and Butthurter to have children in my grandpapa's eyes.
Then I will live in peace.
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