I want him. God I f****** want him so bad. He’s only in the other room, but I can’t. We are supposed to discreet, a secret. No one knows, just me and him. And I want him so f****** bad it hurts. I want to make his day better, his week better, his LIFE better. I want to give him the world. That night when I touched all over his plushy body, kissed his sides, kissed him, made him moan. I wanna make him feel good like that everyday. I wanna hold his hand every f****** second of my life. I wanna be in his presence. I wanna kiss him anywhere and everywhere. I wanna make him happy. But Everytime I make him happy his family gets upset or jealous because he’s ‘spending too much time with me’, when he’s had no friends BECAUSE of them for YEARS. He helps them with EVERYTHING, he has basically stuck by their side, pay for their bills, pay for food, made sure they’re healthy, validate their feelings, trying to help them through their life problems, and he does not get not ONE f****** ‘thank you’ or ‘I love you’ from them. It’s f****** aggravating, how much they make him feel like s***, like he’s always the bad guy in any situation, and absolutely never, NOT ONCE validated how he feels. They manipulate him into hating himself. F*** them for that. He helped them and stuck with them for years and when he finally found somebody (me) that’s able to put up with their stupid s***, they go for his throat about his ‘loyalty’ because we would hang out for about a few hours a week? They left him out to be homeless before, they beg him to pay for stuff, they beg him to help get their things done, they make him do their chores. He’s constantly carrying this household and is never appreciated. And he wants to leave, but he is too good of a person to leave them out to fend for themselves, because if he did, they would crumble. He knows that. I just want him to be selfish just once. And the only way I can get him to feel that way is to make him feel good. Buy him flowers, gifts, games, give compliments. I adore him. Just this morning he cried because they were getting onto him and making him feel like s*** because I gave him flowers yesterday. Did they ever get him flowers? No. Do they ever appreciate him? No. At first, I told them that I’m not taking him away from them because I want to be apart of their family as well, not just me and him. But now that I’ve seen how absolutely f****** rude they are, I want nothing to do with them. Now I want to do nothing but get him away from them, take him somewhere nice. Give him a good home, give him the world. And not only that, but I could finally kiss him without any bitching or whining. Hold his hand. Tell him goodnight. Give him gifts. I wanna give him the world so that’s what I’m about to f****** do if they don’t straighten the f*** up. I think he tolerated their b******* long enough.