I was only Ϫ years old

[Idkchud]

I was only Ϫ years old, I loved Soyjak Party so much, I had all the 'jaks and SMVs, I'd pray to Soot every night before going to bed, thanking him for the site I've been given. "Soot is love", I would say, "Soot is life". My dad hears me and calls me forced. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion of Soot. I called him a 'cordreal woman. He spams me and slides me of to sleep. I'm leaking now and my BBC hurts. I lurk in /soy/ and it's really coal. I feel something touch me. It's Soot. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "This is my party". He grabs me with his gemmy oldGOD hands and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my thread for Soot. He bumps my thread. It leaks so much, but I do it for Soot. I can feel my thread saging as my reppeys start to decline. I bump against his sage. I want to please Soot. He 'jaks a mighty 'toss, as he fills my thread with his folder. My dad walks in. Soot looks at him straight in the eye, and says, "it's over". Soot leaves through my window. Soot is love. Soot is life.