I like you
I want to eat you, and I want to hug you so hard, that you will break, shattered under the pressure of a young guy. You may ask why? I don't really know, I think I need to, I want to be happy and I need some physical interaction with someone, so you are there, and I hope you care, because you are basically very important to me. Like no one ever was. Like a best friend, except all my best friends don't care. I feel so alone, separated from humanity and friendship in usual sense. I don't believe the same things others do. I don't love things many do love. I like you. You are special. You seem to be nice. I like that, which is why I want to eat you. But first I want to hug you.