>>43468352>43467500(You)I mean, she doesn’t really seem THAT obscure. Then again I fantasize over Marley to the point where it has invaded my daily life. I can’t stop thinking about her, when I go to sleep, hugging a pillow pretending it’s her because I crave her affection. I have realized that Marley is not a girl. She’s a demon from hell sent to fuck with me. I know this but I still embrace her.
What does it mean?
