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
Rearranging what is and what isn't important, inching closer and closer to that dangerous edge. You try to tell yourself that you can hold back, but you know that there's no stopping this.
