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I loved Inked so much, I owned lots of pictures of him.
I pray to Inked every night, thanking him for the life I have been given
"Inked is love", I say, "Inked is life"
My dad hears me and calls me a ♥♥♥♥♥♥
He is obviously jealous of my devotion to Inked
I called him a ♥♥♥♥
He slaps me and sends me to my room
I am crying now
I go into my bed
I feel a warmth moving towards me
It's Inked
He whispers into my ear, "This is my site"
He grabs me with his powerful juan deags and puts me on my hands and knees
I'm ready
I spray my P90 for Inked
He flashes my line of sight
I can feel my kelvar tearing as my eyes start to water
I spray against my blindness
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my kelvar with his bullets
My dad walks in
Inked looks him deep in the eyes and says, "It's all empty now"
He leaves through my window
Inked is love, Inked is life.