shrek helped shape me into the girthy woman i am today. from the moment i laid eyes on him, i could see the next five years so clearly: shrek, moisturizer and tissue paper. the thought of shreks big green head laying next to mine and seeing it again in the morning keeps me up at night. his ogre morning breath gets me through the day. although it was a struggle to get him to forget about fiona, i have finally done it. his green hand going through my hair that one evening under the moon still sends chills down my spine.although i have a wife and three children, shrek accepts my flaws, and helps me accept my own flaws as welll as i do of his. I will never forget that night where we were sitting on his balcony and he confessed his love for donkey. my heart was broken, i had never been as angry as i was in that moment. I yelled and ran to my home as fast as i could, expcting to be chase, but never was. this is the night i started my plan to murder shrek, and my juice cleanse. as i was planning and my bloood was boiling, i heard music out my door, it was shrek, he was serenading me with justin biebers baby. he was right where i wanted him to be...... ME