I don't seem to enjoy music made before 1996
I live life being haunted by my wildest desires. Living life with torture feels like the best way to do things. I feel as though I'm waiting to be given the chance to indulge into my infatuation. This is the apex of my life. Some fellow that's tormenting me within in more ways than one. Just some guy. If you're him, I'm not surprised if you've already identified yourself as him. I put this out here because I'm too fainthearted to say anything. I have no spine.