[2021]:

So like, I originally did some crappy cryptic poetry... Might as well indulge my few fans.

The year was 2011, I was a young TacoSoup making ridiculously gay flash animations. This dude starts mocking me on Facebook because he got them from (another story entirely) a dick. His lady friend joins in, but we start to talk and she's actually pretty cool. We share our writings, and we're friendly. She eventually takes my side in the comment wars, and he leaves me alone. Yet, he really fucks with my mind and I lose my new friend in the process.

Fast forward, we meet again and become friends again. Yet, even though I'm in a relationship and she is too... Something in me over time developed feelings. I felt a coldness in my wife, and the mystique wore off... I remembered her beaux and heard how he was... The only thing that made sense in my mind was to share one another's light in the darkness. Emotionally of course, not physically.

She liked vampires, I did too. Here's one sneaking around to lovingly bite a lady while she has a joyful smile he loved to put there.a