[Cringe warning, only posting to laugh at myself later tbh] You are completely free, so why must you choose to remain here? I've attempted to release you in many ways, yet you always seem to crawl back. I love you, []. Always and forever, until my fleshy prison is rotting, just as you are in my head, for that is how it seems to be. I love you, []. Is it love, or obsession? Well, they are two sides of the same twisted coin, so who's to say? Sometimes, things are better off left to interpretation, although, I more-so believe that it is simply a parasite. You, are a parasite. I wish for you to allow me crawl into your soft, loving skin, although, I cannot, and even if I could, the fear of tainting your beauty with my selfish rot would completely overpower my ability to even ask you.
*Audio is some old town road remix- - *I redacted the name but be so fr right now we all know who I'm talking about. Also don't judge me I wrote this crap in the middle of the night as he was looking at my art. Atleast the staring has stopped.
