And so what are you? Just some crazy loner guy who can't stop thinking about my pussy, always looking at my pictures, reading every last god damn thing that comes out of my IP, keeps on getting knocked out, can't control your own hands and eyes anymore
Stuck thinking of all those things that might determine the outcome, but it's already been determined. What a cruel trap you're in; I've made you so small. Because I'm your fatal flaw, crossing back to how it began,
