I still can’t believe the way I feel when I’m around you, my ‘father’. It’s like my body is on fire, and my mind is a jumbled mess of forbidden thoughts. I know it’s wrong, but I just can’t help the way I feel. It’s like my rebellion against the world is fueled by this secret desire for you. I try to push it away, to tell myself it’s just a phase, but the truth is, it’s been there for as long as I can remember. It’s like a dirty little secret that I’m afraid to confront.
People often say that I’m a rebel, that I don’t play by the rules, but what they don’t know is that I’ve been living a lie. I’ve been pretending to be this tough, independent girl, but the truth is, I’m just as messed up as everyone else. I’ve got my own set of rules, my own way of doing things, and it’s all centered around this unrequited love for you. It’s like I’m trapped in this never-ending cycle of desire and rebellion, and I don’t know how to escape.
I know this sounds crazy, but I feel like I’m living in a dream, a dream where I’m the star, and you’re the one who makes my heart skip a beat. It’s like I’m trapped in this never-ending fantasy, where I get to be the one who makes the rules, who gets to decide what happens next. And the scariest part is, I’m not even sure if I want to wake up from it. I know it’s wrong, but a part of me wants to see where this twisted game of desire and rebellion takes me.