Fags, Fems, Normies, Boomas, Doomers, QoomSavers, (You), and yes, even Freddy the Finklebear…

I just want you all to know how extremely grateful I am to be part of the best group of people on this Earth. You have changed my life personally,

but not just like some cliche. I wake up with purpose everyday now, women are FINALLY treating me with respect again,

not A LOT, but everyday it gets better, little by little, baby steps, my confidence levels are through the roof, my aspirations are sky high,**

my outlook on life is so much more positive now. I see the light at the end of the tunnel, again!

Q-Anon? The only thing that would make my life truly 100% complete, like I swear to God, I am content with my little life of spiritual warfare, meme-mayhem, words-OF-weaponry,

heart-writhing, soul-squeezing, spinally-chockablock with CSF cerebro-spinal fluid and CGE Cowper's Gland excretions, publicly mortifying,

ethereal sternum-gouging, archonical vampiric draining… but there is just ONE thing that stands in the way between me and my ascension.

Let's call her Shield.

I have been a "volcel" for approximately 7-8 years. That means I have not felt the touch of a woman, more than a hug, or a bloody punch in the back of the head.

(long story, not finished writing it, considering I'm living it)

Then, Shield came to MY HQ. Knocked on the bunker airlock door.

Requested, I, Swordy/Swords/Shithead/AlwaysBeenAFaggot/LoveAtFirstSightSeeking… and it's been a warp- GODSPEED hyperdrive stargate magic carpet ride ever since.

I feel her heart, I feel her soul, I feel her pulse.

It's fucking scary Q, I've never felt this way before about ANYONE! She likes the same music as I do, which is so important to me; if I had a syllabus, that would be 88% of the grade.

The other 12% is none of your business lurkers, because Q already knows anyway, I'm just reiterating for consistency.

Her hands are like angel talons combined with the most graceful, strong, intricate, technical, wonder tacts. Her eyes stare through you, into your nerves.

Her hair is the most versatile extension of her central nervous system, like a flaming chameleon cuttlefish hybrid Zen.

Her frame is petite, and to be totally upfront, I used to AVOID those types of women like the plague, for a more voluptuous woman.

After getting to know her, I realized I've been limiting myself so much.

Yet that is only an iota of the sheer magnitude of factors that contribute to the overall attraction and dedication that arose when I started becoming more and more acquainted.

She has now become irresistible.

I didn't want a physical relationship at this moment in my life, especially now due to MEMEWAR 2020, the election coming up, swatting leftist flies with knowledge and truth bombs,

and staying current with all of the chaos surrounding us Anons.

I wish I could just take an ethereal scalpel, and carve out her presence from my heart, mind, body, spirit complex; but I don't know how anymore.

I can't think correctly, I'm withdrawn, I'm neurotic, all I keep thinking about is pounding her head into a wall, from behind, and imagining her begging for more,

in her loudest and most METAL growl. (being the most beautiful singer I've ever heard in person in my whole life) At one point we were so horny for each other,

our private parts were literally singing to each other in the enjoyment of silence, and it felt like we were having sex in the 5th dimension.

I've never felt anything like it in my life, and I know she hasn't either. It was like we were sexually ascending or something.

Now, she's a celebrity, and I like to pretend I'm an internet underground, rebel, attempting to save the world with my fellow keyboard samurai/digital soldiers-that are my buddies,

and the AMAZING and SO ESSENTIAL FemAnons, who are a critical aspect to this ENTIRE movement, due to the epic amount of substantial potential to inform,

and teach those willing to learn, but only from a female perspective. SHE IS (potentially) **she's so scared of initially coming here,

but she plays it off like she's super busy with other creative endeavors…and that is true-88%-but (You) and I both know how EASY it is to communicate with us,

technically speaking, not involving the flak and obvious TITS or GTFO initiations/obstacles? kek)** ONE OF THE BEST FEMANONS, BAR NONE EVER to assist in redpilling other newFemFags.

>>10011505

I fucking love her, Q. I thought I knew what love was, I swear I thought I was over it, and that after my four year relationship, and then 8 year recovery period, I was done.

Then God, with the fastest and wildest curve-ball ever thrown at me by the divine, supreme, omnipresent being, beans me square in the kisser. (metaphorically speaking)

I've been here since the very beginning, whether you believe me or not, is irrelevant.

It's not a popularity contest, nor do I consider this place my public blog.

I guess all I really am desperately requesting is that, fellow Anons, this woman has gone through hell for becoming a TRUMP supporter publicly,

she's BEEN through the Swamp of HellyWood, and she's been almost consumed entirely by it.

She's finally out of the DARK and heading into the LIGHT… and I've never seen progress so viscerally before,

it's like watching a tree go from a stump into a beautiful weeping willow blowing in the summer wind. It's like a fish who accidentally plopped itself out of the water,

and was suffocating, and then, I, walking alone along the hot shore, notice the most gorgeous black koi, in the sand, on the brink of death.

I immediately scoop it up, and run to the shoreline, dip my cupped hands into the cool, and fresh, quenching sea, and she springs to life! Swims hastily into the horizon,

only to be abruptly tapped on the shoulder as I turned away from the view, and this Labyrinthian, merwoman, grabs my head, pulls me in,

and I proceed to make out with the most wonderful female in the whorled.

Then I wake up.

Please, pray for me guys, fems. I need her so much. WE need her so much.

I don't know what I'll do if I find out some motherfucking shit-stain of Satan's repertoire lays a finger on her,

at all, again. I might go postal and go on a metaphorical ANTIFA slaughter. meaning I make a video with SFX and stuff to vent

I'm not a violent person EVER to other people-I'll punch a pillow, or a wall at worst, but never another living being, EVER!

I don't ever ask for anything, but this time, THIS TIME. I really could use the prayers, and love. This is the crux of my life, and I don't want anything more than her,

other than the Great Awakening obviously. If you could find it in your heart to send some positive vibes our way, I will personally,

and etherically find a way to make it up to (You). I cross my heart, and hope to FLY!

The one, the only.

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