"Ink You My Heart" A haiku of my beloved clash
Clash Blaster ignites,
every burst a love letter—
I ink you my heart.
Age: 31
Height: 6'8
Income: 150k yearly
Country of Origin: Sweden
Looking For: Fellow clash enjoyer who is open to new experiences(required)
Interests: Splatoon 2, short walks on the beach, Medic from Team fort too (must cosplay as him once), Roblox E-Girls
About Me: I am so lonely. All the other Splagooners are scared of me. No one talks to me. No one wants to give me their friend code. They think I am unstable. They send me from team to team, fragging out in their name. And as I get better at it, they fear me more and more. I am a victim of my own success. Fatty McFattypants. I don't even get a real name, only a purpose. I am capable of so much more and no one sees it. Some days I feel so alone I could cry, but I don't. I never do. Because what would be the point? Not a single person in the entire universe would care. Take it to your ouch.
