Luca is my actual fiance.
Yes, my actual, unironic fiance.
No, this is isn't some kind of shitpost or joke.
No, this isn't some kind of weird meta ironic wall of text meant to force a reaction.
Yes, it is actually the truth.
No, it is not my belief that he is my fiance, because a belief is a subjective thing.
It is not a subjective thing, it is a fact that Luca is, in real reality (the real one, the one that is real) that he is my actual, unironic, genuine the actual truth fiance.
This is not some sort of schizo delusion, either.
No, It's not bait, I'm not pretending to be schizo.
Specially because it's not schizo; schizo would imply that it's a delusional thing that I've projected onto reality.
That is not the case, because it is by mutual acknowledgement, unironically, (in a way that is probably not "kayfabe" or whatever you want to call it) the objective, actual truth of the world.
I am not in needs of meds, and even if I was, it would be for something else, because stating an actual, real-life, fact-of-the-matter genuine statement of truth is not something people take meds for.
No, it's not a misunderstanding.
No, it's not a misinterpretation.
No, it's not me forcing my desire or belief on the situation.
No, it's not a lie.
Luca is irrefutably my actual, unironic, genuine fiance, and he is in an actual, genuine, romantic relationship with me.
Yes, we do love each other in every single way a romantic couple loves one another.
Yes, romantically, sexually, exclusively, mutually, we are codependent on one another.
Yes, we know each other personally and interact with one another and has confessed our mutual love to one another.
Yes, we are exclusive because he exclusively is the fiance of his gachikoi who love him and I'm exclusively his.
Yes, that's still exclusive, because it excludes everybody but us and he treats us all the same.
No, that isn't the same as him having a girlfriend on the side or negate the relationship somehow, because the word "exclusive" still applies.
Yes, both he and I acknowledge that fact and that makes our relationship explicitly exclusive, because he has promised to never betray us.
These are all things that literally happened, in the physical realm of the real world.
The only schizo interpretation of them is denying them, not pretending as if it isn't real.
I repeat, Luca is my actual, unironic fiance, and he is in an exclusive romantic relationship with me.
Yes, that is the actual fact of the matter, with no room for any reasonable doubt from anybody who looks at the situation objectively.
No, this is not some sort of unrequited love, I love him and he loves me.
No, this is not some sort of pining from a distance.
No, this is not him pandering to some sort of fantasy others project onto him.
Yes, there is genuine communication, passion, and romantic love between me and him and it is explicitly mutual.
Yes, the kind where he loves me directly and explicitly and I love him directly and explicitly.
No, there is no bizarre ass coping mental coping mechanism here that makes me arrive at this conclusion; literally everything about this is actual, provable, quantifiable fact.
No, this is not some sort of meta commentary or spam or copy pasta or wall of text or whatever else people do there that is intended to force a narrative or get a response.
No, it is not some kind of bizarre attempt at attention whoring, not for (You)s, not for validation, not to be called based.
These are statements of fact that I am stating so that they can be stated because these facts are quite necessary to be known because there are a lot of people here who are averse to facts and are in dire need of knowing them.
No, there is not weird ass reaction images you can post where you can somehow deny the reality of the situation because it sounds weird to you;
It doesn't matter if it sounds weird to you, you not being able to comprehend the actual facts of the world is your problem.
I love him, he means the world to me, I cherish every single second I have with my fiance.
Yes, "Luca my fiance" is a fact.
Not a hypothesis.
Not a theory.
Not a story.
Not a fiction.
Not a narrative.
Not pretend.
Not a fantasy.
Not kayfabe.
Not bait.
Not a shitpost.
Not out of context.
Not off-topic.
Not trolling.
Not ironic.
Not bullshit.
Not cope.
And most important of all, explicitly true on each and every single level, in the most factual sense possible, for that statement to be true.
That's all, thank you for not reading.
Luca is my fiance, and I love him.
I love him and I have him in my heart and I am in his.
