I have time. Please, devour me. Deform me to the point of ugliness. Why not you? I beg you.

I meet you. I remember you. Who are you? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me….How could I know you fit my body like a glove? I like you. How unlikely. I like you. How slow all of a sudden. How sweet. You cannot know. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me.

"All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not." - Fight Club