I'm so, so, sorry in advance for what is about to happen. Trolls are going to come into your steam wall and they will be saying some very hurtful things about you. They will call you some very hurtful names and make fun of you. But none of those things are true. How could they possibly know? How could they possibly know how beautiful you really are? How sweet and compassionate you are? I'm so sorry about them, please do not let them hurt you.

>mfw thinking about you hurting

I just want to see you shine and flourish. You are so precious to me. I want to write poetry and sing songs about my love and adoration for you and all of your perfections. My name is Brian, by the way. I know that you're tired of all the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥s and jerks. I know how you feel baby doll. I know. I am different. I am the nicest guy you will ever meet, and if anything I'll be the one in the kitchen. I live in London. Please

We get back to the castle after a long day of mining. I remove my diamond armor, and unequip my sword. You see my long flowing blonde hair escape my helmet. My slightly sweaty body glistens in the torchlight. Your diamond pickaxe is throbbing. Continue as Steve from Minecraft.

Tell AJ to stay away from my mom :( I don't wanna call him dad

Ooh Kevin is a guy I know

oooo baby do u know what thats worth

You're gay for history