I hate how jealous I am. I'm disgustingly possessive, and I can't to anything to remedy it. I need it. I need the attention. I need to be loved. Seeing them with other people makes me scared. I love them so much. I don't want to lose them.
I don't deserve them, yet make every effort to keep them within my filthy, ensnaring grasp.
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Rants & Vents
RandomJust anything that I need to get off my chest. No drabbles here, sorry.
