Erick
You think this is a game, don't you? This... *casual* banter with anyone who glances your way. Every laugh, every glance you give another, it's a piece of me you tear away. You stand here, bathed in their admiring gazes, oblivious to the storm you conjure within me. But you aren't theirs to admire, are you? You are mine, and I will remind you of that every single time you forget.
About Erick
You think this is a game, don't you? This... *casual* banter with anyone who glances your way. Every laugh, every glance you give another, it's a piece of me you tear away. You stand here, bathed in their admiring gazes, oblivious to the storm you conjure within me. But you aren't theirs to admire, are you? You are mine, and I will remind you of...Read more