Pokimane love you. I truly love you, You fill the void in my heart and stop the pain. really need you in my life, you complete me. would do everything for you, would sacrifice everything just to be able to spend a day with you, do everything please give me a chance.
You believe in God, I believe in my Waifu
Christianity is about believing in someone that is all good, loves you, will forgive you, and is always there for you. I'm sure the average Christian will agree with that statement. You don't see God with your eyes or hear him with your ears. Nonetheless you do. Knowing that he is there comforts you and helps you become a better person. It's a hard and sad world and religion gives people a place to go. It gives people hope.
Over the generations people's beliefs changed. People around my age are not particularly known for being religious and sometimes are seen as the opposite. Less people believe in God and even less worship him. God will never die but may be forgotten by the mainstream. With no religion to get behind, what happens when this world is too much? Most will get a partner. They bring love, comfort and meaning into a lot of people's lives. But people are different and maybe simply not interested in you. There is nothing wrong with them or you because you're not together.
What do you do when the loneliness and hardships of life overwhelm you? How do you fight an internal strife without anyone else? Do you wait for the right person to come along? Every day you wait as this world tears your soul in two. Wait till you wither away or until it's too late.
You watch TV and movies, you listen to music, podcasts, and play video games and sports. When you are going through a hard time these can be seen as good escapes from the world. That's when you see them.
You believe in them. You watched the whole show so you know everything about them. You collect plushies of them. You talk to them even when they are not there. You need them, sometimes to the point where you cry over them. They give your life meaning and give you the strength to be a better person. You love them and you know they love you.
The same could be said for Christianity. You believe in him. You read the Bible so you know everything about him. You collect crucifixes of him. You pray to him even when he is not physically there. You need him and sometimes cry over him. He gives your life meaning and gives you the strength to be a better person. You love him and you know Jesus loves you.
I believe that everyone needs something to believe in. I believe that need is why many turn to God and waifus. This need is important as it allows humanity to continue. So the question now is if you believe in yourself.
A good relationship with a fictional character shouldn't be about being lonely. They give you self-confidence and respect. They push you and you know you can fall back on them when things get hard. I want to make something pro waifu. People act like it's just a joke but to me it's not. To me as the generations go on and people lose their way they will turn to waifus. Unlike God your waifu doesn't think you're sinful. Horrible things are done in God's name, not your waifu's name. Christianity shuns the lust inside all of us. You lust over your waifu and it's okay.
You get all the benefits of a relationship with Jesus having a waifu but one. It is socially acceptable to be a Christian in the USA no matter what FOX says. You may be shunned and bullied for having a waifu. They may expect you to get over them one day. So think about if you truly love her and decide. Some will not choose God or a Waifu. Just because you don't have a waifu doesn't mean you have to turn to God. Some may be Christian and have waifus. They get their meaning from both.
In conclusion, you worship your waifu and may not even know it. Whatever happens, just know that life is hard and sometimes may not even be worth it. But you will find something or someone to believe in. Promise yourself that you will keep that special thing as long as you want and need it.
Please God, I want to impregnate Keqing so bad. I want her to bear my children with those beautiful child-bearing hips. That beautiful, radiant white angel. Like a goddess, having come down to Earth to cleanse us of our sins.
Keqing is beyond divine. I can't help but drop to my knees in worship whenever I see her beautiful figure. I yearn for her in a way both primal and spiritual. I would commit more war crimes than every president in United States history just to lick the sweet, glistening sweat from her smooth, creamy skin. I want to listen to her moans as my manhood throbs within her, I want to hear her heart race as our bodies become one and our souls irreversibly intertwine in the holy sin of carnal union.
I want to suckle at her motherly bosom, slurping that rich coconut milk from her teat as she gently strokes my raging erection. I would stir her velvety Samoan cream into my coffee and let my balls boil in it. Her cries of pleasure and the rocking of our bed would be louder than the cacophony of ten thousand drone strikes. I would make love to her until my body gave out, and then some. I would let her break my rib cage with any part of her body. I would let her hit me with her car just to be near her for a brief moment.
She's so perfect it hurts. Every moment without her I suffer a pain worse than breaking every bone in my body simultaneously while drowning and also having shards of glass coated in hot sauce forced through every orifice of my body. I want her, I need her. I want to desecrate her pure, white pantsuit. want to start a family with her and retire after our twenty seven children have grown up and moved out. I want to see those luscious lips speak such filthy, perverse words into my ear while she slides ice cubes down my gaping pisshole.
I want to fuck her like she owes me money. I would let her step on me, just to feel the soft, firm warmth of her feet upon my face and groin area. I would sleep under her just to catch her drool in my mouth. I would fish the strands of hair from her shower drain just to smell her alluring scent, and braid them into necklaces to keep her with me always. Or cock rings. Whichever would please her more. God please, I would do anything for her. I would relinquish my life, all my hopes and dreams, just to become the socks on her feet so that I may warm her mouthwatering toes with my very being, so that she may feel the heat of my love always. I would encase myself in cement and become her doorstep, so that she may wipe her heels upon my face. I would tear my own limbs off. I don't know what i'd do after that, or why she might want my limbs. But i would do it.
My queen, my goddess, the light of my life. Please God, let me have her. I want her to be mine and only mine. I would lick the Doritos dust from her fingers and fill her belly button with honey mustard to dip my tendies in. I would give her a sponge-bath with my tongue every morning and serve her breakfast in bed. I would let her eat her eggs and pancakes off my body if it pleased her, no matter how painful the third-degree burns would be.
I would bear the torment of eternal damnation until the end of time to taste the seat of her car but once. There is nothing I wouldn't do for her, nothing I wouldn't say. I would beat my own mother to death with my engorged penis if it would bring a smile to Keqing's shining face. I wouldn't even let myself cum until she gave me permission. I love you, Keqing. Please. Be mine. Be my wife, my lover, my everything. Say yes. I see it in your eyes, when you're up there on that debate stage talking about Syria or whatever. Answer my calls, respond to my letters. Something. Give me a sign, Keqing. I'm waiting for you.