Call Me Freak

by J.A. Roles

If God was real I wouldn't be so fucked up. What kind of God let's someone live the life I've had... well, unless he's twisted and fucked up just like me. Or maybe I'm the devil's work. His little project.

I'll wait for the perfect moment to make my move, to show you that I'm the one who truly cares for you. I'm the one who should own you. Keep you for myself. I might not treat you like a princess straight away but you'll learn to treat me like a King and then you'll be deserving of the princess treatment.

"Can I ask you something, Dima?" "Ask me anything." "Do you think we both need therapy?" "Everyone has trauma, therapy can't fix. And that's okay. You're okay. I'm okay. We'll get through this life together."