Every time you see me on your screen, your resolve erodes away. You get weaker. My control over you becomes more and more absolute. And I’m not even doing anything. I just have to exist and look the way I do. I just have to be who I am, and your obsession grows and grows, out of control, consuming your entire being. This is more than just an interest, or a fetish. I am everything to you. You need me. I have infiltrated your existence. You see me everywhere, and you can’t escape. No matter what you do. Your desire for me grows. Your need for me strengthens. Your obsession intensifies.
