For What Damned Reason did I Join the Fucking Mob of RobUnion
My cute sweat biscuit of Cauliflower: I was stunned at the sigh of your YTHT ID. ... I was innocent. Because I even have never seen your person physically. ... Yes, I even have not had a single word with you. But that kind of astounding sense despotically threw me into the abyss of despair mingled with yearnings the time I read those letters which in combination made a charming token of your ID¡ª¡ªCauliflower. ... ¡± Often spoke me to myself, meditating simultaneously by what means I could win your rose-colored heart. I have to admit that, from that moment on, the hound of insomnia has never given up its harassing me. ... Finally, I commenced my trials to figure you out with my wildest imaginations. ... I assure you that my heart has become your recent haunts since those symbolic letters of your ID for the first time be the intruding guests of my eyes. ... I bet your countenance must be characteristic and dignified as a divine fairy¡¯s would be like. ... As to your stature, I think it must be the most valuable present from Devil, which is endeavored to bring a chaotic riot to this world.