I can hear you thinking about me. Why do you always think about me? I wish you would stop thinking about me. He's not real, he never was, so why do you think about me in that way?
I always thought you hated me, yet you're thinking of me, even now. Even now, the border between our minds is so thin... It's wearing away more and more. Soon there will be one of us, but there'll be neither of us either.
Why do you hate me again? Do I hate you too? I wish I could think about me too but he won't let me. Am I allowed to hate myself? Do I hate me too?
Don't you think it's absurd at this point? The blood vessels in your brain told me that you're still thinking of me. At this point, every thought is so clear in my mind. Before you, I don't think I actually thought at all. My mind is blank when I'm not you. How is that possible? Are my blood vessels still inside of me when you're not here? Is it possible to not have blood vessels?
My mind told me that your mind is thinking of me. I'm thinking of you, thinking of me and it disgusts me. Stop thinking about me, get out of my mind, pleas.e please pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease