I THINK YOU MIGHT BE MY KISMESIS. I NEED SERIOUS FUCKING HELP. ))):B
WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAT. NO. FUCK NO. THAT'S JUST. MY FUCKING GOD THAT'S GROSS. I MEAN, SURE, I KIND OF MAYBE THOUGHT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY OWN KISMESIS IN THE PAST AND I MAY HAVE LIKE MAYBE TRIED TO HATEMAKEOUT WITH MYSELF IN THE MIRROR LIKE ONE TIME, BUT THAT WAS ALL JUST.
I MEAN I NEVER THOUGHT THERE'D ACTUALLY BE AN INSTANCE WHERE I WOULD MEET MYSELF AND-
OKAY LOOK. I HATE YOU, LIKE. MY GOD. A WHOLE FUCKING LOT, BUT IT'S COMPLETELY PLATONIC.
OKAY ACTUALLY IT'S NOT PLATONIC BUT IT'S LIKE.
IT'S MORE OF A "WOW I REALLY WANNA JUST CUT YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF AND DISPLAY YOUR SKULL ABOVE MY TELEVISION" KIND OF HATE THAN A "WOW YOU'RE REALLY AWFUL LET' MAKE OUT" KIND OF HATE.