diary-of-the-everyday-pedop-blog:
It’s Monday the 20th July. Only 20 minutes until midnight, so i should probably get some rest soon. However, i wanted to write this now. I want this blog to be real, so here are my current thoughts. For a long time i’ve been dreaming of seeing a special person again. The more time pass, the more i wish to see her. It’s all i think about at night, but there are many reasons why i don’t see her as often.
For the purpose of keeping everyones identity a secret, i’ve decided that i will refer to her as Flipper, as it’s somewhat close to her real name. Flipper is the 2nd child of one of my cousins on my moms side. Flipper is 10 years old, she’s one of the prettiest girls i’ve ever met, and i’ve had feelings for her for the last 2 years.
The feelings has only gotten stronger, the more i’ve gotten to know her. Last time i saw her was at christmas eve. I was so happy to spend time with her again (it had been over a year since i had last seen her) and we had a lot of fun. She has this cold atitute towards me, but it’s all for show. She likes everyone to think shes all that, and i’m not “cool” enough to show affection towards 😛 She’s very silly about it, especially because she easily break character if i tease her, but i think that’s one of the reasons i love her. She doesn’t show affection often, but i can tell she cares about me and likes hanging out with me. She would never admit this, but from what i can tell from her classmates (i’ve been at work experience at her school twice), she talkes about me a fair bit too.
But back to the christmas party, my favorite part has to have been just before we where about to leave. We where saying goodbye to everyone, and i knew this would be the last time for a while i got to see her. I went up to her and asked for a hug, thinking she would just say no or do some silly joke about it, but she didn’t. She just looked at me and wrapped her arms around me. It was unexpected, but felt amazing. It’s something i will never forget, but also sad cause i didn’t know when i would get to see her again.
It’s been half a year. The more i think about her, the more i miss her. Every night i lay in my bed a think about her. How much i wish she was her, next to me, cuddling in close. I know me and her will never happen, The age gap and the family part is obvious, and i never expect it to be any more than that. Still, i wish me and her where closer. That i got to see her more, i got to hug her more, maybe give her a little kiss on the cheek to tease her, hoping i would get on in return. I’m not scared that she’ll ever find out how much i love her. I know my limits, and i would never do anything with her that she wouldn’t like.
Sure, i could just call my cousin and ask if i could come visit. I’m an adult now, it wouldn’t be weird. My mom and my cousin don’t always get along super well, so that’s the main reason why it takes so long between visits. Still i feel weird if i had to ask if i could visit, especially since i’m scared it would be too obvious i was only there to see Flipper. I wish i knew if she misses me too. Next time i see her, i’ve been thinking about asking her for her phone number. It may sound weird, but shes family – it would be alright for me to have her number. I think i would enjoy just texting her, it would make me miss her less. Also it would mean i could easily ask her if she wanted to come hang out with me, or maybe even ask her on little “dates” if we where able to become closer friends.
Hopefully it’s not all in my head. Hopefully i can see her soon, because the more i think of her, the sadder i get. It’s now over midnight and i’ll go sleep, with Flipper on my mind once again. But i’m glad i got it all written down. I needed that.
Fucking kill me @report-a-predator @tocatchapedophile
op im gonna fucking kill you!!!
OP IM GONNA MURDERLIZE YOU
OP eat a motherfucking cactus
Op use a cactus as a dildo without lube
“I’ve decided to call her Flipper” so you’re pulling a Lolita? lmao. anyway,
Block and report to the FBI.
DO NOT. SCROLL PAST.
REPORT TO THE FBI OR THE INTERNET WATCH FOUNDATION.
I don’t care how old this post is, for the safety of children who may come across this blog it needs to come down now.
Op can eat shit and die!!!!!
Day 4 – I miss her…
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