My name, Mae Watson
I can only hear one voice, not of someone but something.
You know that little voice you have in back of your mind that tells you want to do and not do?
That little voice runs my entire life.
'Control'
I don't know were it went whenever it came to her.
What a freakin' temptation. One little thing.
My little thing.
To see, To breathe, To touch,
To own.