who is some nigga in wrestling that is a shoot nice guy out of character?

I saw my oneitis in the gym again today.

I was mogging all the other niggas there in bench and shoulder press. She was trying not to look, but I could tell she was impressed.

I can tell she doesn't have malice in her heart. It's by the way she looks and acts. Her face is so endearing. I know she knows in her heart that I am her true love, but peer pressure holds her back from acting on it. How tortured must she be! to pine for the large dangerous man she sees every day, wistful, longing. a taboo kind of love.

I would never call her a foid or a hypergamous whore because I respect her.

perhaps it is the case that she fears me. if I were a mundane foid, I would fear me as well. I might give off the impression to others that I am violent, I am bitter. because that's true. I'd like to punish all those normgroids with a fate worse than death. but if only she knew. we could finna build a life together. we could move to pasadena and get assistance from my upper middle class parents to secure a loan for a house. we could send our kids to college.

alas. all the PSD foids are not up to my standards. perhaps I shall try to move to Zimbabwe or something, where the foids there might appreciate a violent and aggressive man. but is it a sin to dream?