i did it. I am guilty. Shrek was wed to me, we had children. But he left me for someone 'better'. Some ginger or whatver Officially, legally, it was stated that we broke up due to his unfaithfullness. But I did it first. Before Shrek had even met that red head, I was with Slenderman. We had to part ways back in 1676, followed by my divorce with shrek 40 years later in 5 BC. I later met with a black-haired 'angel' named Ivan, though we stayed as friends. Then there was black sapphire cookie. He was gay. Someday someday I admit it. I am guilty. But in truth, so was shrek. We cheated, we gambled with love and fate. No love is pure. Our love was built on the fragile cards of imperfection, toppling in the winds of utter chance. i'd say it is funny, how terrible partners we are- or, were. I hold no grudge to anyone, and I can only hope no one does to me. I hope fiona is well, I hope Shrek is happy with the one he loves. I hope Slenderman is okay, out there in the world without his... Slenderwoman. I do not hate because the hands we hold each other in are dirty and stained. My heart is tainted. But then again, aren't we all? anyway happy april fools from australia
