As the child of Shrek, I must spread the word of our lord and savior, Shrek. The shrexiest ogre you have yet to feast your eyes on. Lord Shrek is, by far, the holiest, most sacred being to walk this land. 
From his candlestick ears to his dreamy, bile colored eyes, to his chiseled chest, to his onion rolls, to his greenest features hidden beneath the trousers, and all the way down to his gunk infested toes-- Shrek is drop-dead gorgeous. 

The way he sports that lil brown vest. His shrexy Scottish accent makes you yearn for his onion balls. His big belly laugh washes all our worries away. His sassy demeanor makes me melt like ice 🧊. 

Shrek's voice echoes across the swamp, and touches our hearts. 

I believe that one day Shrek will appear in my washroom from the swamp up above. We're standing six feet apart. At first, he will stare into my soul, with the corner of his lips curled into a stupid smirk that makes my heart sink. Then he will come closer with swaying hips. And when we're inches apart, he will cradle me in his arms, stroke my hair back with his sausage fingers, and whisper sensually into my ear, " baby, you're going to the swamp."  

And everything will be ok.

So long as I rejoice in his name. So long as I live by the motto "Shrek is love, Shrek is life," my fantasy will come true. 



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◥✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾◤Black Lives Matter.
    ◥✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾◤I bet about 95% of you'll 'leave'
         ◥✊🏿✊🏿◤But that 5% will be supportive.
              ◥ ◤Prove me wrong.

(Found on @MoorSkipper's profile)








 (Btw, I'm suffering from writer's block. Any advice is greatly appreciated!)

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