Soren Nation, rise up. Calling all Sorenators. I'd just like to say I love my Boyfriend Soren. My Snuggle Bun. When I'm away from you I start to hear and see things. Please help me. I get so delusional. He's so cute and autistic. He's the Maeno to my Tsugino, the Satanick to my Victor. I will never let you escape Soren. You are my Favorite Person and we will elope and rob a bank and live happily ever after together in Dubai. You will build the exact same house we have in Bloxburg like the little construction worker you are. I'll caress your hair while you fall asleep. I also want to bathe you and take care of you, as well as braiding your hair into cute little hairstyles. I want to teach you how to bake with you and we make cute little mini croissants. And then I forcefeed you them. I will show you the wonders of Uae food and make your booty jiggle. All that hard work of starving yourself will disappear into nothing, Kakaka! But do not fear, Soren. I'll teach you how to twerk in my face so I can enjoy every angle and inch of your delicious butt slapping together every time you move. Maybe I'll let you taste test some of my pee, or we can swap pee jars and drink them like lemonade. I love you Soren. You're the person I adore the most in this world other than myself. If you leave me I'm going to travel to Norway and break down your doors and take you to Uae where I can touch you all I want. Or I'll probably just give your mother a call. Either one works. Currently, I am typing this while being under your bed. Thank you for reading this even with my turtle speed. I love you.