My obsession with RomanNavy began at the end of this past summer when I cammed with him on TinyChat for the first time. I'd seen his face before from when he posted in PYP that one time, but seeing him live and in motion... blinking, smiling and licking his lips... it was mesmerizing. Later that night when I tried to sleep, impure thoughts and twisted fantasies blitzed their way into my subconscious. Visions of Roman and I together; dancing, holding hands, kissing and much, much more.
After that, I looked forward to TinyChat every day. I didn't want to scare him off by being too thirsty, so I went in under a number of different alias usernames just to lurk and see him on camera in his natural element, hoping that he might do something new each time like stand up, or show us a different part of his house, or take off his shirt, or maybe even...
Anyway, the obsession started becoming too much and my lust for Roman's flesh grew into an insatiable need to be held up against his chest by his strong, toned arms and to feel his warm, wet breath gently blowing against the back of my neck and ear. I couldn't take the pain of watching silently as the only man I ever loved sat on my screen with his face awkwardly but somehow sensuously close to his web camera. I started getting on TinyChat with my real username and professing my love to him in front of all the other ATRLers involved so he could see just how deep my love for him went. Typing vile, sexually explicit and often times stomach-churning comments about vivid fantasies involving torture and the exchange of bodily fluids in all caps. I know it probably made the other uncomfortable, but they didn't matter. It was all about Roman.
I started becoming so attached that I would sit in the tinychat room all day at school and a work as the user "guest-353684," skyrocketing my mobile data usage and having to pay fees weekly in hopes that he might log on and cam up for me. It typically never happened until I got home in the evening, but these are the kinds of lengths I'm willing to go to for my man.
I found out Roman had a Snap Chat that he would use to talk to other ATRLers and send them pictures. I didn't want to message him and ask him his name because I know he loves surprises (he said this in a thread once in April of 2013 ), so I harassed the user Jacey for days and days to pass me his username- even going as far as to let him make purchases on my credit card that involved international shipping for luxury clothing and furniture brands until he finally caved in from the annoyance.
Once I had Roman's Snap Chat, I knew it was a symbol of our relationship being taken to the next level. I use a third party app to save every snap he sends me, and I have an album on my phone which contains every single photo he's ever sent (morning mirror selfies, pics on the train, pics with friends, two shirtless photos, a picture of his underwear and one up-close, out of focus picture of an unidentifiable body part presumably near his lower midsection). I took this measure because I once took a screenshot of a really funny picture he sent me where he drew himself in a wig and makeup and he got really upset with me and demanded that I delete it at once (his harsh tone really turned me on).
Sometimes in the middle of the night if I'm feeling sad (or a little randy), I go to the photo album and scroll through his pictures to feel better. The most recent one he sent me is a picture of him and some friends at his grad party last year with him scratched out in red. I really like it.
My obsession with RomanNavy began at the end of this past summer when I cammed with him on TinyChat for the first time. I'd seen his face before from when he posted in PYP that one time, but seeing him live and in motion... blinking, smiling and licking his lips... it was mesmerizing. Later that night when I tried to sleep, impure thoughts and twisted fantasies blitzed their way into my subconscious. Visions of Roman and I together; dancing, holding hands, kissing and much, much more.
After that, I looked forward to TinyChat every day. I didn't want to scare him off by being too thirsty, so I went in under a number of different alias usernames just to lurk and see him on camera in his natural element, hoping that he might do something new each time like stand up, or show us a different part of his house, or take off his shirt, or maybe even...
Anyway, the obsession started becoming too much and my lust for Roman's flesh grew into an insatiable need to be held up against his chest by his strong, toned arms and to feel his warm, wet breath gently blowing against the back of my neck and ear. I couldn't take the pain of watching silently as the only man I ever loved sat on my screen with his face awkwardly but somehow sensuously close to his web camera. I started getting on TinyChat with my real username and professing my love to him in front of all the other ATRLers involved so he could see just how deep my love for him went. Typing vile, sexually explicit and often times stomach-churning comments about vivid fantasies involving torture and the exchange of bodily fluids in all caps. I know it probably made the other uncomfortable, but they didn't matter. It was all about Roman.
I started becoming so attached that I would sit in the tinychat room all day at school and a work as the user "guest-353684," skyrocketing my mobile data usage and having to pay fees weekly in hopes that he might log on and cam up for me. It typically never happened until I got home in the evening, but these are the kinds of lengths I'm willing to go to for my man.
I found out Roman had a Snap Chat that he would use to talk to other ATRLers and send them pictures. I didn't want to message him and ask him his name because I know he loves surprises (he said this in a thread once in April of 2013 ), so I harassed the user Jacey for days and days to pass me his username- even going as far as to let him make purchases on my credit card that involved international shipping for luxury clothing and furniture brands until he finally caved in from the annoyance.
Once I had Roman's Snap Chat, I knew it was a symbol of our relationship being taken to the next level. I use a third party app to save every snap he sends me, and I have an album on my phone which contains every single photo he's ever sent (morning mirror selfies, pics on the train, pics with friends, two shirtless photos, a picture of his underwear and one up-close, out of focus picture of an unidentifiable body part presumably near his lower midsection). I took this measure because I once took a screenshot of a really funny picture he sent me where he drew himself in a wig and makeup and he got really upset with me and demanded that I delete it at once (his harsh tone really turned me on).
Sometimes in the middle of the night if I'm feeling sad (or a little randy), I go to the photo album and scroll through his pictures to feel better. The most recent one he sent me is a picture of him and some friends at his grad party last year with him scratched out in red. I really like it.
First of walls welcome back latch! I missed
Secondly I am so tired right now bit I am quirky tie message in case you randomly edit anything out. I wanna read it tomorrow in it's pure form lmaoo
This is one of the songs on the 13,312 track playlist I have saved on my computer dedicated to him
(I'm building it up to send to him someday.
So far, it's 34.5 days long. It's supposed to be a symbol of how my love for him is endless.)
In it, Janet describes an online relationship and talks about the pain that comes along with being separated from the person you love and your only link to them being an internet connection.
The part I identify with most is the chorus:
I'm rushin home to turn you on
Sometimes you're there sometimes you're gone
Wait for hours for your return
I love this part because it reminds me of how I would be waiting around in the TinyChat room,
hoping and praying that he might log on and bite his lips like he always does
--
Roman, if you're reading this I want you to know that I love you
One time I had this dream that you and I were sitting on a mountain made up of unsold copies of 4 and Unapologetic
and you looked into my eyes and said, "Your fave is a thieving flop."
I knew instantly that I was experiencing telepathic communication with you and that this was your way of telling my to come to The Netherlands to find you. Well, baby, I want you to know that I'm coming. I've been saving all my money and after I drop out of school next week I'm going to fake my disappearance and run away to be with you. I'll be presumed dead eventually so we won't have to worry about anyone coming to find me. We'll finally be able to spend our lives together.
This is one of the songs on the 13,312 track playlist I have saved on my computer dedicated to him
(I'm building it up to send to him someday.
So far, it's 34.5 days long. It's supposed to be a symbol of how my love for him is endless.)
In it, Janet describes an online relationship and talks about the pain that comes along with being separated from the person you love and your only link to them being an internet connection.
The part I identify with most is the chorus:
I'm rushin home to turn you on
Sometimes you're there sometimes you're gone
Wait for hours for your return
I love this part because it reminds me of how I would be waiting around in the TinyChat room,
hoping and praying that he might log on and bite his lips like he always does
--
Roman, if you're reading this I want you to know that I love you
One time I had this dream that you and I were sitting on a mountain made up of unsold copies of 4 and Unapologetic
and you looked into my eyes and said, "Your fave is a thieving flop."
I knew instantly that I was experiencing telepathic communication with you and that this was your way of telling my to come to The Netherlands to find you. Well, baby, I want you to know that I'm coming. I've been saving all my money and after I drop out of school next week I'm going to fake my disappearance and run away to be with you. I'll be presumed dead eventually so we won't have to worry about anyone coming to find me. We'll finally be able to spend our lives together.
Just the two of us.
Omfg I can't right now! I just read the first one omf latch WTF lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooookkok lemme ask roman to go give u some of that good good his giving me as we speak
What can we say about RomanNavy that hasn't already been said? He is ****ing beautiful tbh. I used to think he was black until I saw him on those tinychats I just fell in love tbh. I don't know him that well but he comes across as genuine. I wish he'd cut Bey some slack but I can let that go cause he goes hard for Rih and Nicki. I wish he'd snap me more but that's cool because I get that he probably has hundreds of thirsty fans on here who are vying for his attention. Marry me, bae x
This is one of the songs on the 13,312 track playlist I have saved on my computer dedicated to him
(I'm building it up to send to him someday.
So far, it's 34.5 days long. It's supposed to be a symbol of how my love for him is endless.)
In it, Janet describes an online relationship and talks about the pain that comes along with being separated from the person you love and your only link to them being an internet connection.
The part I identify with most is the chorus:
I'm rushin home to turn you on
Sometimes you're there sometimes you're gone
Wait for hours for your return
I love this part because it reminds me of how I would be waiting around in the TinyChat room,
hoping and praying that he might log on and bite his lips like he always does
--
Roman, if you're reading this I want you to know that I love you
One time I had this dream that you and I were sitting on a mountain made up of unsold copies of 4 and Unapologetic
and you looked into my eyes and said, "Your fave is a thieving flop."
I knew instantly that I was experiencing telepathic communication with you and that this was your way of telling my to come to The Netherlands to find you. Well, baby, I want you to know that I'm coming. I've been saving all my money and after I drop out of school next week I'm going to fake my disappearance and run away to be with you. I'll be presumed dead eventually so we won't have to worry about anyone coming to find me. We'll finally be able to spend our lives together.
Just the two of us.
Stahp it Rahn
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Originally posted by Kiddo.
His grammar has improved exponentially within the past few months.
He also isn't as trollish/annoying as he once was. Am starting to not hate him so much these days.