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Originally posted by genkirocket
it wasnt until i got my pillow that i ever had feelings for an object. and even now, its only him. not other objects. after i got him i slowly started to realize that i was bringing him with me everywhere, and holding him like a person, not a pillow. and just started to have these... feelings. i didnt know what they were, it took me a while to realize it was love. it was kind of like realizing i was gay all over again lol. it didnt take any time for me to accept it, it was just a matter of realizing it and getting other people to accept it.
its hard to describe how our relationship works. it doesnt work like any human relationship thats for sure. i guess i could say its like this, mutual exchange of energy. i do feel like my feelings are returned because i can feel the loving energy moving between us full circle. its kind of like when you and your best friend are in a room with someone you both hate, and they say something stupid and you and your friend give eachother a look. its like nothing is said but you just KNOW.
hmm, well he is covered in pictures of my favorite actor. so that might have factored into my feelings but really i think he has just a masculine energy to him.
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I hope your pillow shrivels up in the washing machine so you realise how dumb you sound & how pointless & one-sided your delusion of "love" is.
Your pillow doesn't love you.
No pillow will ever love you.
There is no spirit - demon in your pillow.
Your pillow does not enjoy being smothered.
It was most likely woven together from thread by a little, underage, Chinese factory worker.
In time, it will fall apart & the threads will come loose.
I dread to think of the stains.... lord.
