She is like mythical to me. She is like more than a superhero. Like she is like an Anime character. She is like greater than an anime character.

I am not sure what it is, but I am not able to feel like good about it. I always feel scared. I am not sure how to describe. This like doom, feeling of doom.

I guess this is just what happens? Scared little man comes into contact with mythical transgender 15 inch f*** monster, and the result is the scared little man feels scared? Like it’s simply a by product of her “size” so to speak, not necessarily just her d***, how bountiful she is? It’s like a small monkey is afraid of the giant huge monkey, and that’s it end of story?

Am I just in the wrong place? Did I fall too deep into the p*** thing? At the same time I am “talking” to her, somewhat, she doesn’t always respond but she is actually helpful as far as giving me life advice.

In truth like I feel like I want to just be crushed and smashed and squashed by her and just be done and over with all of this non-sense. But like, god it’s difficult. And getting her to do it is another story. And I am not even sure if any of this s*** makes sense.

I am like literally nothing, next to her. I am soooo far from being anything “important” or something like that to her. I don’t even know if she thinks about things in that way. I think she is like a superior being and I can’t even try to think of the way she actually thinks.

Like she is out here, living the REAL f****** life man. The REAL f****** life. REAL.

And here I am, eating peanut butter sandwiches, and writing stupid s*** like this online. Like I don’t do anything.

She is like 21 and I am 35, but I bet at 21, she has already lived more and experienced more than I will, throughout my entire lifetime, easily. It makes me feel like I need to just jump off of a ship and sink to the bottom of the ocean and be done with living basically.

Like, she is my will. Anything and everything I would have ever wanted to live or do, she is doing or has done. And she is like even a better person than I am… though she is so like a super-person I am not sure it is right to just call her a person. It’s like anything I would have done, it’s already over. There isn’t anything left for me. She’s already done it and if she hasn’t, she will or she could, and not only that, she would do it better than I could have, and everyone probably loves her the whole way through.

It’s like she is in a state of the Eternal W, like the eternal win. She can keep c****** forever and never stop. And on top of that, her c******, is like probably like 5 times more intense and powerful and stuff than a normal person. She pleases EVERYONE I feel like.

The things she can do for people, I could never ever do because I’m not like a super-hero or beyond super-hero like she is basically.

The way people appreciate her, I wish I could be appreciated like that, but I’m not a young f*** power.

I’m just like what is going on…