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I just finished a new episode of Single AF and it was great, I love the company of the contestants and it all seems to be running smoothly,
But I can't get him out of my head.
I mean he gives good head but that's not the reason.. well.. as far as I know.
He shouldn't be on my mind, I joined this show to avoid all this but I end up thinking of someone I can't have and it's killer. I hooked up with them once, and we'll, let's say i was....Courtney Act (caught in the act if u haven't caught on to the pun yet). I can't have these type of feelings about someone I know damn well I can't have, but that doesn't mean I won't.
I haven't seen them since the incident I was Courtney act in ( already explained it ). I miss them. A lot. I'm sat in my hotel, scamming through their Instagram photos, chuckling at their videos and smiling at their photos, they're so beautiful and I want them, and believe it or not but not in that way. Like, I want to hold them in front of a fire and do that cute shit. Like play with their hair and sing calm songs together while looking at funny cat videos on their laptop ( I'm giving this away ). I wanna watch them perform and see the joy in their eyes when the audience knows the lyrics to their song ( force feeding u this shit ). I wanna cuddle them and never let go, go partying with them and dance till the break of dawn ( if u don't know by now r u even a stan ). I wanna watch throwback movies with them and eat pizza with them....
Ok
It's basically obvious by now, if you don't know your hiding under the rock of the drag race fandom.
It's fucking Danny.
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