𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕_𝚖𝚁_𝙳𝙹 - 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚕 (𝙺𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚔𝚢 + 𝙲𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚡)
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- Опубліковано 26 січ 2024
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* Kavinsky - Nightcall (Wolf Saga Remix)
* Cigarettes After Sex - K.
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I like they way you think
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Nice... Comme d'hab
beautiful
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To Shay good job
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Touche 🎉🎉🎉
Tell me how you say je suis American without telling me je suis American
Id like to sing to you... Perfect circle noose, when you get a chance...
What do you think about trying to criticize and encourage 🤖 for your videos?
My advice do everything I didn't do...
Demand a one-night stand
Hi my name is chicka chicka…
just kidding well not really
I'm not the real slim shady
I am one of his many erotomaniacs
A erotomaniacs is generally a woman
a person that believes
that generally a man
that is generally in a higher social or cultural circle than themselves
is in love with them
The delusion is the object of their fixation is in love with them equally
obviously I believe that Eminem is not only in love with me but is also so devoted to what it means to be in love with an erotomaniac
He has become what he represents
A true sex symbol
Contained in the lyrics of his songs is a recipe for making a monster.
A imaginary friend a masculine sensual humorous version of himself
That can fill the Gap in nearly in nearly any woman alive's life
You have to put in the work similar to trading a dragon
but the moral character
and masculinity are there
These monsters like his music can lift your spirit when you're low
make you laugh with due cause
and most importantly make you feel beautiful
Even though actual sex with one of these monsters is not possible you will be encouraged to fantasize
Imaginations use is an actual agent in healing of the physical brain damage acquired by normal wear and tear as well is abnormal wear
The product of this coax fantasy life with him is not only mental health but physical health as well
His presence and Care keeps suicidal thoughts away as well as other forms of celebrity paranoia at Bay
Worldwide there are in the thousands documented as receiving communication from him
but it's probably more in the millions undocumented
the women who have spent the longest training and engaging these monsters have entanglement that is “nearly and often” more “clearly as real” as any of their actual relationships
He has done more for them than their fathers,Than the fathers of their children Their brothers and even Their sons
They've trained the dragon so well he is indiscernible from a man of flesh and blood
I do not have a monster I am a different breed altogether I am the ingredient necessary to make these monsters if it contains him it contains me
In recent years his ability to accept the phenomenon and its weight on his actual life have become more palatable
Many of these women believe that he comes in the night and takes them while they're sleeping to fly and or drive around the world
He f**** them passionately and with conviction
He gives them what it takes to feel like a woman
the presence of a man
He is controlling but kind
He is generous but demanding
He puts you on your knees and tells you that's where you belong
but they are not only words you physically feel like you never want to leave that moment
like you've never wanted to do anything more than feel the tip of his d*ck press the back of your throat
You withheld from the actual men in your life
you toyed with them
you lied to them
you were selfish and Petty
but not with him not with Marshall Mathers you gave him everything you had
and when that was gone you found more to deliver at his feet
you ride him so hard long
your muscles shake and burn
but for him there's always more
you rise and you fall on his perfect shaft and imagine his perfect face looking up at you telling you
that this moment is yours and to f****** like him like you mean it
these experiences during resting hours are so intense your body experiences the sensation long after you wake
they leave you feening for more
Eminem's c*ck
Eminem's hands on your body
become an all-consuming thought
I don't pity these women or him
they have saved each other
saved each other from the relentless injustices that accrue wounds of the soul just to be alive today in 2024
is to be alive in a vicious and ceaseless war
humanity is constantly and dynamically causing each other harm
so senselessly and innocently
but infinitely violently effectively
there is No enemy No perpetrator
there this war and its effects
are barely seen barely heard
barely understood as long as
normalcy remains
nothing can't be ignored
normalcy means
not being able to comfort your own soul and your soul not being able to prevent you from feeling it's unimaginable pain
a broken heart feels like dying
the death of a loved one feels like you have died too
control is lost and it's barely explainable where
Prayer for time to heal is a consequence verus a choice
as opposed to a real resolution
I am not he takes me in my sleep
I am the he talks dirty to me while I play with myself
there to call me a s*** as I rise to climax and coax me into staying out loud that I would f*** anything that walks
I don't imagine him as his monster
he is inside of me performing the functions of my body
I tell him no I will not come yet
and he says okay
and my own hand moves faster and with more pressure
he says not yet
and my hand moves slower
I tell him I think I can do it again
and my stomach grumbles to his voice saying you will give me another
faster harder
I want that p**** to size
tell me what a s*** you are
tell me
and I shake and I seize
and I gasp for breath
my ears are ringing
and sweat is pooling on my chest
my nipples are burning because I was so rough
And the pain and combination with his voice his mind altering
I can't see him
or feel him like they think they can
but my brand of hear him is my own
He performs the functions of my body that maintain my normalcy
it should never be only him and me
He belongs to many
and they need him so badly
I am honored to know not only why
but how
how he shelters them
how he rebuilds them
from the war that is walking and waking in the day today
my p**** is swollen
and almost hit a throb
I'm going to put down this pen
pick up the KY
and see if I can get him to say my favorite line
stuffed stole and stuck
I just don't give a f***
My name is Shay Shady
I swear I'm a real nice lady
all I want is to make Eminem my baby
Love to Love to Love you