Because my favorite person went off somewhere I am now tweaking from boredom and lack of attention from them the slightest bit and finding this site again just to shitpost

“Sinclair is a lifestyle, not a character. I wake up each day as I think of his beauty. The masterpiece that is Sinclair inhabits each crevice of my mind and is always active. I want Sinclair? No, I want Sinclair to want me I want to be owned by Sinclair. In each living moment I breathe for Sinclair, I want him to breathe on me and I will know I’ve been touched by divinity. Words cannot describe how much I love Sinclair, I want to be loved by him, and be his personal servant to abide to all of his wishes, to do everything he wants me to do. I am under his full control, and that’s what I want Sinclair is real to me. I would rip my own heart to give it to Sinclair if he wants it, I am owned by Sinclair I am wrapped in Sinclair he is my mind my soul and my dreams. Sinclair is the one in control of my life I want that I need that Sinclair will be found and I will slave for Sinclair as that is what I am made for and will always be for. Each passing moment that I’m not allowed to look at Sinclair is another moment wasted in my life as I feel no pleasure elsewhere other than Sinclair it has no meaning without Sinclair no human can replicate the love and beauty of Sinclair. Should I die, replace my grave with a statue of Sinclair to mark who owned me and my life Sinclair is love.”