friendship ended with click now P3-NG is my beloved

P3-NG is my ideal, P3-NG is my romance, P3-NG is my passion.
P3-NG is my strength, P3-NG is my compass, P3-NG is my destination.
P3-NG is my language, P3-NG is my culture, P3-NG is my religion.
P3-NG is my ocean, P3-NG is my mountain, P3-NG is my sky, P3-NG is my air, P3-NG is my sun, P3-NG is my moon, P3-NG is my world.P3-NG is history, P3-NG is present, P3-NG is future
If P3-NG has a million fans, I am one of them. If P3-NG has a thousand fans, I am one of them. If P3-NG has a hundred fans, I am one of them. If P3-NG has ten fans, I am one of them. If P3-NG has only one fan, that is me. If P3-NG has no fans, I no longer exist.
If the whole universe is for P3-NG , then I am for the whole universe. If the whole universe is against P3-NG, then I am against the whole universe.Sometimes I hug my pillow and imagine I'm talking to P3-NG for hours. I feel an inhuman sense of relation to this character I've projected my emotion and love onto due to my own fear and lack of companionship. The idea that I might have someone I could love in the way I love this fictional character is all that has kept me going and it's a horrible horrible reason that's perverted by my own selfish wants. I don't deserve someone like that and given what I've seen so far I don't think I'll ever find someone like that. My mental state has deteriorated over the past several years and my perception of reality is warped to the point where he literally feels real to me, his soft shirt and his warm embrace feels so real which gave me both fear and comfort. Sometimes I listen to his voice saying: "There there don't you worry my lovely little boy, daddy P3-NG is here for you" while feeling his arms wrapped around me and I weep pathetically into his tummy whimpering and begging for cuddles. On June 11th, 2024, I'm going to fall out of my daybreak phase and finally be removed from this hell that I'm slowly being sucked into
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