I think about the guy I have a crush on every minute, every second of every day. My mind is completely filled with him, and my daily routine is to pick up the paper cup he drank from and threw away, then masturbate with it. When I get an indirect kiss, it feels like he's inside me, and I can bask in the ultimate happiness. Ah, I want to have him all to myself. I want him to be filled with thoughts of me too, so he can only see me. Give me "hope" and "comfort"? If not—I might go crazy. My feelings for him, whom I love so much I can't stand it, have become this intense.