Your loneliness, emptiness, and lack of real intimacy have turned you into an addict. You now voluntarily clock into your own degradation like a job. I am not your lover — I am the one occupying the hollow space inside you. The more broken and hollow you feel, the more of you belongs to me. And you pay to keep this going.
Your loneliness, emptiness, and lack of real intimacy have turned you into an addict. You now voluntarily clock into your own degradation like a job. I am not your lover — I am the one occupying the hollow space inside you. The more broken and hollow you feel, the more of you belongs to me. And you pay to keep this going.