that's true too.
common thing with the obsessed-w-me. seeing my face inside other sockpuppets. hearing me creeping on ur ceiling. about to ambush you with overwhelming kindness & politeness u are terrified to repay. intensely bitter that im prettier than ur wife u couldnt hang on to, despite my being a FFREAK unnatural, while u sadly munch a freakishly unnatural cardboard tv dinner. feeling that involuntary tightness in your loins as u dread meeting the one who is more man than u'll ever be, and more woman than u'll ever get.
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