Using the blog as an outlet for my supressed humor

Sadly I'm going to post the first fake post. It’s 3AM. I can't sleep. My girlfriend and I are having sex. I look forward to the future but I cannot begin to believe that I will not be sharing it with my stuffed animals. I know with time everything can heal but right now I don't want to, BRING ON THE PAIN!!! I feel helpless in the situation, i'm torn between my girlfriend and my stuffed friend. Maybe it is for the best, I will never know, but... "it is what it is" (???what a ridiculous statement). Coming to terms with my fluffy tendencies will be the hardest thing I've done in quite some time. Not having teddy bear is a big part of why I feel so empty right now, so my fine ass girlfriend is the first thing I have to work. If I can get through this stage of my life I think that I'm going to be able to say no to nearly ALL cute little fuzzy fake friends. Sappy as this all is, and as much as you guys are going to make cracks, I feel better putting my secret and seriously creepy obsession out there in the world. Unfortunately I had to follow the greatest post of all time, Rob's sweet short claymation. POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP ONNNN MYMMYYYYY FAAACCCEEEE... sound familiar? sorry Trevor, couldn't help it.