COATBRU!!!!!!!! HE IS COZY!

COATBRU!!!!!!!! HE IS COZY!

Kabru in his coat. Coatbru. He WILL survive the winter. He’s like a crop in a greenhouse; tall wheat stalk in the artificial light, carefully air conditioned and watered just the right amount. Bless. I hope he is cozy. The coat looks even fluffier in the extra and I am so happy for him. I love him in his coat and all his other stuff too but I love seeing him all cozy in a coat. Cozybru. Good for him. I am overjoyed. I hope he is nice and toasty like a slice of bread. Bread is yummy. I love bread and I love Kabru. Man I’m hungry but I already ate my meals and it’s 1am and eating late is bad. I just have to wait until breakfast time but I can’t sleep. Kabru is on my mind but that’s ok he can do that. He’s so cute in his coat what a cute guy. I love him. Will he have gloves next? I hope so. Fingers get cold fast. It would be nice if he kept his fingers warm. I hope he is kept at ideal temperature like a a chicken egg that a Girl Scout is desperately trying to hatch. I think he should get some hot chocolate too, as a treat. I love hot chocolate it’s so yummy and warm it makes me feel nice. It’s so tasty and good, so I would hope Kabru gets some sometime. I think he deserves some. He deserves fancy hot chocolate with the mini marshmallows that you can easily suck up with a straw and whipped cream and chocolate syrup drizzle. He deserves all the best things the world has to offer and the things the world can’t offer. He deserves things that aren’t able to exist in the physical plane, things he can only dream of. He deserves it all. If it isn’t possible it should be possible. I love him. Silly guy in his coat. He’s so handsome gorgeous. I love him so much. He makes me feel so many things. He is so dear to me. Kabru. I love him. I want to embrace him and smell his hair. I want to kiss him fifty million times muah muah muah muah muah muah ok I don’t want to type those all out. Fifty million is a big number. Maybe I could do like thirty. Muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah muah. That’s thirty I think. I’m not very good at counting. Is muah even a kissing noise? Now that I’ve typed it like thirty times it doesn’t look right. It’s supposed to be a kissing noise anyways. It doesn’t matter if it isn’t, it is to me. This post is by me and I get to decide. Love isn’t a decision though. Love is love. He’s captivated me. I could make a thousand posts about him and he’d still be swirling around in my mind. Even as I’m typing all this he’s still there in my mind. It’s like he’s nestled in all the little grooves of my brain. Kabru. Mmmm drank some water nice and cold and tasty. I hope he has nice water like that. My water didn’t even have any ice cubes in it because I only give myself ice cubes in my water as a special treat or if it’s a real hot day so I can never grow too accustomed to it and take the blessing of ice cold water for granted because one time my fridge broke and I didn’t have any cubes for like a week and I was so unused to having room temperature water it ruined me so I need to be adaptable like that what kind of pussy ass guy would I be if I can’t drink room temperature water? I think Kabru should have ice cubes in his water all the time though. If his fridge ever breaks I would learn to fix fridges for him. I could even get electrocuted like in the Sims 4 and I wouldn’t care I would fix his fridge for him. Kabru isn’t like ice cubes because I’m never used to him he always makes me lose my breath. He’s so stunning every single time. Even when he makes those stupid little faces I am still deeply enchanted by him. I would do whatever he wanted like an obedient little service dog. He could be like “I sure hope someone would put the sheets on my bed” and bat his eyelashes and I would be like “I would.” And I would step up like the dad who stepped up except like the simp who stepped up even though I fucking hate putting the bed sheets on the bed. He makes my insides feel weird. I would run really boring errands for him.

Fuck you Tumblr “too long” whatever I don’t care. I don’t remember what I was saying. I think I was saying I’d go shopping for him even though I hate shopping. I’d do it if it’s for him. He could ask me to pick up his order of like two t-shirts and I’d have to stand in a thirty minute line and I would be like “Absolutely” and I’d nod my head up and down. Maybe I’d get him a coupon and he’d smile at me and say “thanks” and then leave it on his messy nightstand and forget about it until he finds it three years later when it’s long been expired. I see the pictures under the text and I remember I used to be talking about him in his coat. I have such a deep yearning for him I can’t ever just say one thing about him I just keep talking about him I want him so bad. I cherish him. I care about him. I love him. Wow it’s 2am? Have I really been here for an hour? Lmao. Next thing I know I’ll be ranting about how I long to do his taxes for him and then the clock will say three. I haven’t the slightest idea how to do taxes. The only person in my family who knows is my grandpa and he does everybody’s taxes. I think it would be nice if I could know for myself though. Man Kabru makes me want to bounce up and down like a gayass bunny. He’s the most attractive man I’ve ever seen ever. I love him dearly. Kabru I love you. I’d remind him to eat proper meals everyday even if it’s really annoying to tell him the same thing every day and he forgets every time. I’d love to eat a waffle. Maybe he would like waffles. He eats that little cake with the strawberry on top in that one art, so maybe he’d like those waffles with the little strawberry on top. Do people put strawberries on waffles or is that a pancake thing? I don’t remember. I think it doesn’t matter actually and he could have strawberries on waffles if it’s what he wanted. I would pick him strawberries from a field in the hot sun if he wanted strawberries. I love him entirely. I love Kabru. I think I could ramble endlessly about him until I pass out, but I think I should go to sleep. I don’t have any plans tomorrow, but staying up isn’t very good. Goodnight to Kabru I love Kabru I love him so much. Good morning probably to anybody who’s reading this. Idk. Also no to past me I did not end up staying up until 3am (unless I end up unable to fall asleep even after I put my phone down and make an active effort to) because I’m deciding to go to bed now at like 2:15am. Goodnight to this website. I love free speech.

Basically I love Kabru in his coat and I love him all the time too. I think he’s great.