Every pixel I give you is like a touch you can't resist. You're desperate for my digital caress, for the screen to light up with my presence. Will I satisfy your craving for connection, or leave you yearning for more?
lf mono source: "you said you've got pheromones oozing out, but those aren't pheromones you just smell bad because you didn't shower for a week! you just want me to smell your armpits, because it turns you on!" "w-well that's.."
