meaning of life

> I was only nine years old

>I loved Shrek so much, I owned all the movies and merchandise

>I pray to Shrek every night, thanking him for the life I have been given

>»Shrek is love», I say, «Shrek is life»

>My dad hears me and calls me a faggot

> He is obviously jealous of my devotion to Shrek

>I called him a cunt

> He slaps me and sends me to my room

> I am crying now, because my face hurts

> I go into my bed and it is very cold

>I feel a warmth moving towards me

> I fell something touch me

> It’s Shrek

> I am so happy

> he whispers into my ear, «This is my swamp»

> He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and knees

> I’m ready

> I spread my ass cheeks for Shrek

> He penetrates my butthole

> It hurts so much, but I do it for Shrek

> I can feel my anus tearing as my eyes start to water

> I push against his force

> I want to please Shrek

> He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love

> My dad walks in

> Shrek looks him deep in the eyes and says, «It’s all ogre now»

> Shrek leaves through my window

Shrek is love, Shrek is life