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Hey, Jude - The Beatles

If you don't find it odd, I should tell you I've used my skills in graphology to analyze your handwriting. You're a very complex individual who pretends to be simple. You have depressive indicators in the way you slant your letters. It saddens me on how a mostly perfect human could be depressed; but, alas, it happens, my beloved. I found that I often write about you when I pour my feelings into paper through ink. I used to tell myself that I wasn't obsessed, that I was simply fascinated with the fact that I couldn't figure you out. I was wrong. You've consumed my existence, loverboy.

You are Andromeda and I am merely the dust falling from a newly born nebula,
-Gloom Boy