Living with A Master

New boo boo boo, I work at the mighty task of loving you. You can love me at a distance, but NO SPEAKING about the mystery that is me. I believe, now, that you like to just make stories up. My master is getting fed up with all the men who speak to me every day, and then walk away and betray. I just needed to, GRAND PLAN, let him know that I am waiting for him. I can begin to have friends, kind of, only telepathically. He is very ownership quality with me. I am the very special being that can give this to him. He is funny to me, but he is very dangerous, socially. Negativity is just the beginning. Master, go ahead and open the gate. I will naturally, stay away. This is the blah blah blah, na na na.