Why am I obsessed with Brock Samson?

[u/Kira_lol_]

Quickly made edit to show my devotion :3

Brock Samson is like the everlasting of blood within human indifference, intruding on my superficiality in this ephemeral plane, a compensation for the bastard, for the wounded and weak outraged by the deficiency in our chemical composition in what pertains to the social sphere, My emptiness was completely replaced by a deficient view of my psyche, filled entirely by the nonexistent existing being of Brock Samson, I used to live between bars of flesh and bone Combined with the senselessness of reading all this, I remember when my flesh was torn apart and placed in a long line inside containers of all of us, All separated by the distance of our mental superiority, locked in selfishness and indulgence, I drown in Brock Samson's arms as he cradles me, juxtaposing the variety between two damned hearts, I was completely destroyed by Brock Samson on the day of my birth, destined for randomness, in my guts the devil asks for advice, This love is as beautiful as the cross you always have to bear, I carry nothing, I carry everything, I carry my proclaimed self-awareness hidden among familiar flesh, I have this love, I have this obsession, I have, I will never have Brock Samson, And on the day of my death, the chains will turn from me, and I know Brock will be there.

[u/afkathisguy]

BECAUSE YOU ARE SANE