I need to put Spongebob inside of me so I can birth him and raise him like a son. I feel nothing but maternal instincts towards him. If a unicorn were to appear in front of me while Spongebob sat uninterestingly in grass, I would focus on Spongebob. He is the love of my life, no, not in a romantic way. In a mother-son way. I would both kill and die for him. If he was dying of cancer I'd have his cancerous tumors implanted in to me so he can live and I can carry a part of him to the grave.
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