Hanji my beloved

Go ahead, call me lonely, a simp, or horny. These are MY F**KING FEELINGS. I want to have the roughest and hottest sex with Belle Delphine. Seriously. Her cute accent, her lovely face, and her supple body drive me to horny madness. Every inch of her would be massaged and licked. When I want to finish and climax with all of my love, I would do it on her stomach, face, tits, and roll her over on her ass to blow the last of my load on those supple cheeks. I want to cuddle with her when I am done busting, and ask her how her day was, feeling each other's warmth on our naked, vulnerable bodies. She'd tell me how good it was and she'd confide her truest feelings to me, telling me how much she loves me. I would tell her I love her back, and she would give me a loving peck on my cheeks. Then we would get dressed and spend the day watching the Sopranos, still cuddling and even eating our favorite foods. I want Belle to be my girlfriend, my lover, my wife, and my life. I love her and want her to be mine. Is this a copy-pasta? No. I typed out every word to proclaim how I feel. Every time you ask who she is, look back on this: SHE IS MY WIFE. I love Belle Delphine, and these are MY original thoughts and feelings.

We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Goods in the open, making hay,
But I can hear the gunships say,
"There'll be no Chieu Hoi today, "
Napalm sticks to kids.
See those farmers over there,
Watch me get them with a pair,
Blood and guts just everywhere,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've only seen it happen twice,
But both times it was mighty nice,
Shooting peasants planting rice,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Napalm, son, is lots of fun,
Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun,
It gets the gooks when on the run,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on a farm,
It won't do them any harm,
Just burn off their legs and arms,
Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire go higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've been told it's not so neat,
To catch gooks burning in the street,
But burning flesh, it smells to sweet,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Bombadiers don't care a bit,
Just as long as the pieces fit,
When you stuff the bodies in a pit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone,
Rooks under arms and going home,
Last in line goes home alone,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern,
They don't think their boats will burn,
Those damn gooks will never learn,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is lots of fun,
Get one pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Shoot civilians where they sit,
Take some pictures as you split,
All your life you'll remember it,
Napalm sticks to kids.
NVA are all hard core,
Flechettes never are a bore,
Throw those PSYOPS out the door,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,
By throwing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids.

Go ahead, call me lonely, a simp, or horny. These are MY F**KING FEELINGS. I want to have the roughest and hottest sex with Belle Delphine. Seriously. Her cute accent, her lovely face, and her supple body drive me to horny madness. Every inch of her would be massaged and licked. When I want to finish and climax with all of my love, I would do it on her stomach, face, tits, and roll her over on her ass to blow the last of my load on those supple cheeks. I want to cuddle with her when I am done busting, and ask her how her day was, feeling each other's warmth on our naked, vulnerable bodies. She'd tell me how good it was and she'd confide her truest feelings to me, telling me how much she loves me. I would tell her I love her back, and she would give me a loving peck on my cheeks. Then we would get dressed and spend the day watching the Sopranos, still cuddling and even eating our favorite foods. I want Belle to be my girlfriend, my lover, my wife, and my life. I love her and want her to be mine. Is this a copy-pasta? No. I typed out every word to proclaim how I feel. Every time you ask who she is, look back on this: SHE IS MY WIFE. I love Belle Delphine, and these are MY original thoughts and feelings.

We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Goods in the open, making hay,
But I can hear the gunships say,
"There'll be no Chieu Hoi today, "
Napalm sticks to kids.
See those farmers over there,
Watch me get them with a pair,
Blood and guts just everywhere,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've only seen it happen twice,
But both times it was mighty nice,
Shooting peasants planting rice,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Napalm, son, is lots of fun,
Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun,
It gets the gooks when on the run,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on a farm,
It won't do them any harm,
Just burn off their legs and arms,
Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire go higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've been told it's not so neat,
To catch gooks burning in the street,
But burning flesh, it smells to sweet,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Bombadiers don't care a bit,
Just as long as the pieces fit,
When you stuff the bodies in a pit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone,
Rooks under arms and going home,
Last in line goes home alone,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern,
They don't think their boats will burn,
Those damn gooks will never learn,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is lots of fun,
Get one pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Shoot civilians where they sit,
Take some pictures as you split,
All your life you'll remember it,
Napalm sticks to kids.
NVA are all hard core,
Flechettes never are a bore,
Throw those PSYOPS out the door,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,
By throwing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids.

We shoot the sick, the young, the lame, We do our best to maim, Because the kills all count the same, Napalm sticks to kids. Flying low across the trees, Pilots doing what they please, Dropping frags on refugees, Napalm sticks to kids. Goods in the open, making hay, But I can hear the gunships say, "There'll be no Chieu Hoi today, " Napalm sticks to kids. See those farmers over there, Watch me get them with a pair, Blood and guts just everywhere, Napalm sticks to kids. I've only seen it happen twice, But both times it was mighty nice, Shooting peasants planting rice, Napalm sticks to kids. Napalm, son, is lots of fun, Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun, It gets the gooks when on the run, Napalm sticks to kids. Drop some napalm on a farm, It won't do them any harm, Just burn off their legs and arms, Napalm sticks to kids. CIA with guns for hire, Montagnards around a fire, Napalm makes the fire go higher, Napalm sticks to kids. I've been told it's not so neat, To catch gooks burning in the street, But burning flesh, it smells to sweet, Napalm sticks to kids. Children sucking on a mother's tit, Wounded gooks down in a pit, Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit, Napalm sticks to kids. Bombadiers don't care a bit, Just as long as the pieces fit, When you stuff the bodies in a pit, Napalm sticks to kids. Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone, Rooks under arms and going home, Last in line goes home alone, Napalm sticks to kids. Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern, They don't think their boats will burn, Those damn gooks will never learn, Napalm sticks to kids. Cobras flying in the sun, Killing gooks is lots of fun, Get one pregnant and it's two for one, Napalm sticks to kids. Shoot civilians where they sit, Take some pictures as you split, All your life you'll remember it, Napalm sticks to kids. NVA are all hard core, Flechettes never are a bore, Throw those PSYOPS out the door, Napalm sticks to kids. Gather kids as you fly over town, By throwing candy on the ground, Then grease 'em when they gather 'round, Napalm sticks to kids.

We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Goods in the open, making hay,
But I can hear the gunships say,
"There'll be no Chieu Hoi today, "
Napalm sticks to kids.
See those farmers over there,
Watch me get them with a pair,
Blood and guts just everywhere,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've only seen it happen twice,
But both times it was mighty nice,
Shooting peasants planting rice,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Napalm, son, is lots of fun,
Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun,
It gets the gooks when on the run,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on a farm,
It won't do them any harm,
Just burn off their legs and arms,
Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire go higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've been told it's not so neat,
To catch gooks burning in the street,
But burning flesh, it smells to sweet,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Bombadiers don't care a bit,
Just as long as the pieces fit,
When you stuff the bodies in a pit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone,
Rooks under arms and going home,
Last in line goes home alone,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern,
They don't think their boats will burn,
Those damn gooks will never learn,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is lots of fun,
Get one pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Shoot civilians where they sit,
Take some pictures as you split,
All your life you'll remember it,
Napalm sticks to kids.
NVA are all hard core,
Flechettes never are a bore,
Throw those PSYOPS out the door,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,
By throwing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids.

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I don't give a flying f**k

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i would love to read this
but I don't really care

That's too bad

We shoot the sick, the young, the lame,
We do our best to maim,
Because the kills all count the same,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Flying low across the trees,
Pilots doing what they please,
Dropping frags on refugees,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Goods in the open, making hay,
But I can hear the gunships say,
"There'll be no Chieu Hoi today, "
Napalm sticks to kids.
See those farmers over there,
Watch me get them with a pair,
Blood and guts just everywhere,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've only seen it happen twice,
But both times it was mighty nice,
Shooting peasants planting rice,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Napalm, son, is lots of fun,
Dropped in a bomb or shot from a gun,
It gets the gooks when on the run,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Drop some napalm on a farm,
It won't do them any harm,
Just burn off their legs and arms,
Napalm sticks to kids.
CIA with guns for hire,
Montagnards around a fire,
Napalm makes the fire go higher,
Napalm sticks to kids.
I've been told it's not so neat,
To catch gooks burning in the street,
But burning flesh, it smells to sweet,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Children sucking on a mother's tit,
Wounded gooks down in a pit,
Dow Chemical doesn't give a shit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Bombadiers don't care a bit,
Just as long as the pieces fit,
When you stuff the bodies in a pit,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Eighteen kids in a No Fire Zone,
Rooks under arms and going home,
Last in line goes home alone,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Chuck in a sampan, sitting in the stern,
They don't think their boats will burn,
Those damn gooks will never learn,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Cobras flying in the sun,
Killing gooks is lots of fun,
Get one pregnant and it's two for one,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Shoot civilians where they sit,
Take some pictures as you split,
All your life you'll remember it,
Napalm sticks to kids.
NVA are all hard core,
Flechettes never are a bore,
Throw those PSYOPS out the door,
Napalm sticks to kids.
Gather kids as you fly over town,
By throwing candy on the ground,
Then grease 'em when they gather 'round,
Napalm sticks to kids.