Anonymous asked: once upon a time, there was a little boy who had no friends. he became so obsessed with the acceptance of his peers that he lost sight of things like love. Then he learned how to play nice and make friends; but then when sexual maturity kicked in, sexual frustration had no hope, memories or experiences to vent through, sexual frustration manifests as "its okay is not for me" ; at the cost of most of his self-respect, the little boy having an obsessive nature, just kept pegging his heart at mios

wait what..