What........
You know you adore this guy and he's meant to be famous but then he starts talking to you and you realise he's easy to talk to but sometimes he asks you to do stuff like edit pictures/find pictures etc that he needs to post & he makes you into what you call a 'team'. So you do some of that work maybe because you are weirdly head over heels for him and he repays you with selfies etc and a bunch of sweet nothings and it's all cool until the nudes & dick pics arrive & suddenly you're enraged but then you don't know how to feel and then he wants to know so you blab some shit & then he vanishes & you crave him in a weird sense you worry too because he has these dark moods & then he swings back into your life & it starts up again & you end up being told about some truths that make you want to give him a big fat hug and you tell him you'll always be there no matter what & then he wants you to make him a wikipedia page so you try but it doesn't work & he's getting frustrated because people are getting famous but he isn't...cue a second dick PIC captioned 'depressed' and you end up blabbing some more shit and then he vanishes again. And sorry this is so badly punctuated but that's me trying to portray how I feel! And anyway so you're still madly drawn to him and you realise it's like an obsession but you aren't even sure why & it makes no sense because you feel like a weird groupie but then sometimes he does these really sweet things & he keeps saying he wants to meet you but you know that's not possible because of where you live etc and the fact that you're far too ugly for him. And random person tried to accuse him of rape but it turns out it was just a big fat lie after an investigation & he's trusted you with far too much and you know FAR. TOO. MUCH. Yet you still have no idea wtf you are or what's going on but this bitter sweet reality reminds you you're just a temporary groupie and he won't even remember you in ten years time.
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