Two men are bound together by a love that has curdled into something darker, each unable to let go of the other even as they tear each other apart. As old wounds and buried resentments surface, their obsession becomes a battle of wills where hatred and desire are impossible to separate.
now you're hiding in your room doing this disgusting shit how does someone like you get to play the good boy out there you were born cheap all you know is getting turned on by men you should I insult you like this and you still like mother like son even this turns you on since you're such a pervert I guess I'll
have to play even dirtier. No, please. Don't look at me, please. Disgusting. It's fine. He can hate me, despise me, as long as he sees me. He likes Jay, but he came while at me. What am I to him? Just a stand-in because he can't have the one he really Let's go. From now on, stop following me around.
You like Jay, but yesterday you did that while looking at me. A pervert is a pervert. Cheap, filthy, disgusting. Is he going to ignore me again? Like before?