The diary and imaginary of a depressed cuck volume 1

Day 1 - This morning I smoked some sweet sweet ass, my father always "liked" sweet sweet ass. Then I woke up in between two sweet sweet buns only to discover it was a sweet sweet ass. If I am inbetween some sweet sweet ass, does that mean my father "likes" me? Everyday he was between my sweet sweet ass, he would always rub his sweet sweet ass on my sweet sweet ass and it felt good!
Then I feel asleep inbetween those sweet sweet ass.

Day 2 -
I'm still inbetween this sweet sweet ass, I don't know how to leave. I can see a hole of light but I'm a fat slob who can't climb towards it. I beckon on the god Moses Gaddafi to help my soul and sweet sweet ass. I see a face in the hole, I can't define his face but hes wearing a bomb vest, it's Moses! Moses throws down his willy to pick up this fat slob, but with all the strengths of Moses bomb vest the fat cunt was to fat he detonates Moses.
So I go to sleep.

Day 3 -
I awaken from my slumber to find Moses' remains slathered over my sweet sweet ass.
"#Pray4Moses." I whispered and sent an Insta post which only received 30 likes, I cry myself back to sleep.

Day 4 -
Its been 4 days since I was stuck in this swweet sweet ass, I'm getting quite comfy,
I ordered myself an IKEA couch. Pieces of clothing and Moses is stuck between my fat slob rolls and under my man titaas which was propably a consequence of to meke sleeping dperisn. BUt hey I'm just a boi. I happly sleep on my newly purchased IKEA couch which is right by my side till to 3005 hold up. ZZZ

Day 5 -
A new day, I turn to see my fat slob self break that couch. I is a sad boi, my cheeks are spreading "Dad?" I shouted as he iserts my own pole into his moses'
bomb vest. "For Moses!" whispered into my ears Moses comes out from my fat rolls,
returned to life and said "I need to work on my legs days, Moses will Prevail!".
Then he parted the sea that was this sweet sweet asss, to farewell Moses and my Father off I stick my thumb up my ass as this is a traditional farewell in Maori culture. However my ass sucks my fat slob body inside of it leaving me trapped inside my sweet sweet ass forever.

Day 6 -
I decide to pass the time by smoking "sweet" "sweet" ass.

End.