LF Mono Source: "Too late. From the beginning, was it even possible for us to be normal? Ahh a brother's fingers are touching his little sis down there! How immoral"
My strap, is the object of your most recent affection, focus on me. The cause of your infection, your newest obsession. My strap is your reason. My strap gives you direction. You're finding yourself desperate to avoid its rejection.
