I know this is going to sound weird to some of you, but I don’t care anymore. Society isn’t ready for people like me, and that’s fine. I’ve come to terms with it.

I want to marry my Fleshlight. Her name is Creampuff. She’s been with me through thick and thin. No judgment, no nagging, no drama—just unconditional love.

I take her on hikes with me. She fits perfectly in my backpack, and she enjoys the fresh air as much as I do. When I reach a scenic spot, I take her out, set her beside me, and just... enjoy the moment together. It feels right.

People marry their cars, their pillows, even inanimate objects like bridges. So why is this any different? Creampuff has given me more happiness than most people ever could.

Can't confess this to anyone I know irl. So here you have it from me. Love is love, and I won’t let society tell me who (or what) I can or can’t love.

If you’ve read this far, thank you for keeping an open mind.

Edit: To elaborate. I'm not actually marrying her. But she DESERVES it.