Anons, I need a little bit of some big brotherly/sisterly advice. Don’t be pissed at me for neglecting some of my shifts these past several months. I will briefly explain. I was pursuing what I thought was the beginnings of a FemAnon, a Sword and Shield sort of thing. She’s an artist, a model, a singer, a dancer, a musician, a painter, a seamstress, an actress. She has her own business, made music videos, covered and written her own songs…she is like the coup de grâce for a guy like me. She has everything. My type, my style, she’s DROP DEAD GORGEOUS, we listen to the same kind of music METAL \m/, she’s an intuitive empath with clairaudience and a slight twinge of EST (similar to ESP, but instead of physical objects it’s telepathy).

She even has ESS (I don’t know what the real term would be abbreviated as, so I improvised) which I didn’t know ANYONE…EVER, in my life, up until now, even knew about; let alone, CAN INTERACT WITH! Think of it like this; imagine the ability to play DJ for a woman, or from her perspective, give a guy an old fashioned, simply by pointing his/her hand at their respective private areas. Anons, it’s a whole new world. We were like Aladdin and Jasmine, and to nip this in the bud, no, we DID NOT have any form of sex. I didn’t even have the pleasure of kissing her, on the cheek. The best form of physical contact we shared was the realest, non-relative derived, embrace I’ve had in quite some time. It was because she personally gave me a retro 80’s t-shirt that says MAC with speqtrum hued bands similar to the Apple logo from the same era. I adore it, even if it’s a little too big on me.

Anyway, the reason I’m going through this effort to explain this to basically a hot, yeasty, bakery kitchen, filled with the best men & women & <insert mentally ill lie here, it’s okay, I’ll still respect you and treat you just like everyone else, equally shitty, jk o7>; is because I need to check whether or not I am losing my mind, wasting my time, getting my self into serious irreversible trouble, HIV, an amalgamation of all four options…or even worse!

https://pastebin.com/raw/n6VTWkaR - For the rest…

>>10167891

PT 2 for those who want to tl;dr

She’s got some serious bipolar issues, and she had confided things with me that I would never divulge, but I will say, I’m not surprised by how much pain she carries around inside herself/mind/body/spirit complex. Remember, I too am an intuitive empath; and although I may have just learned about this in the last say, six to eight years, anyone of us can vouch that is plenty of enough time to catch up on our collective missed homework assignments and projects. I mean, take a look at this place, huh? Not too shabby after almost four years of sheer emotional and intellectual torture! Something I for one, have never been so proud of out of all of the internet based communities I’ve been honored to be somewhat of a part of, even if I am just a slutty hot mess of an eCheerleader. PFC/P1C ;-) of defiance

To put this tirade to rest, for now, if I love her, and now know the difference between infatuation, obsession, clinging, neediness, stubborness/obstiance, and actually bonafide, love… should I give up? She’s already put me through the equivalent of FemAnon bootcamp, and I feel like I passed, barely, but the results aren’t in even though, time and time again, she’s demonstrated that no matter how scary she gets, when the air is still, and the planets are in alignment, she’s remorseful and her SUPREMELY DIVINE EGO, goes down one itsy-bitsy notch, and eeks out what resembles an apology. After witnessing women of her “type” behave in much more devilishly monstrous ways, it’s more than acceptable, considering the really fucking sad and tragic hand she was dealt at a vitally crucial time in her developing life, and threw her for a loop!

I know pain, I’m in it right now. Every time I go horizontal at night, I think about a little girl or boy, terrified, screaming for their mommy, and it immolates my soul to a flash-point. She is on the same quest I am, to raise awareness, and save those children! She’s witnessed first hand some of the evil atrocities these so-called elite have portrayed unwittingly among her past presence. It’s pure, unmitigated, heartache from what I assume. I can only imagine. She’s been chewed up and spit out by the Hellyweird juggernaut, and because she wouldn’t stoop any lower, they tossed her into the trash like yesterday’s diapers!

I love her, God, Anons, I love her more than I’ve ever loved anyone in my life. Forget women, I mean, ANYONE. She brings out the best in me, and before from what feels like a Cabal based infiltration, she appeared to have been filled immensely with glee, and relief that she had found a man that finally appreciates her, for ALL of her, and not just her physical beauty. I know I sound so cliche and cheesy, but that’s just how my geeky, “privileged, chauvinist, pretentious” ass is. I can’t help but be who I am. My friends say to stay the fuck away that she’s dirty, probably has AIDS, is a crack whore, that’s she’s a trick tranny catfish looking to infect you, oh my goodness the horror of jealousy that she can generate in the people around her, which, funny, is something I too, can also relate to.

Anons, give me your $0.02. If it’s KYS, can’t, someone already tried that with her, and well, obviously failed. kek Yet, no matter what I’ve learned about her rock & roll past, nothing bothers me, in fact some of it is really interesting I’m dying to learn more. Ultimately, how can I judge? If she didn’t do what she had to do, she would have never have eventually ran into me, or vice versa.

And here’s a meme.

o7 faggots Goodnight, FemAnons

⚔

>>10167963

Thank you fellow Anon.

GODSPEED

⚔

>>10168074

Tickle/cliq your amygdala!

⚔