parasite girlfriend who is obsessed with feeling your body, not only for how you look, but for how they want to look. they’ll invite their tongue into your mouth to map out your teeth, one day, and rub your thighs to match your softness, the next. slowly, the tone of your flesh and hair become theirs, as well as the callouses on your fingers and toes. isn’t it sweet? eventually, you can’t discern which touches are genuine and which are just a ploy to resemble you to a T. there’s a good chance you’ll, someday, gaze into their eyes and only find yours











