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Psycho



Psycho.
It's a word that's often met with negative reactions.
Any person described as a psycho is immediately met with negativity.

You're a psycho.
You're controlling.
You hack accounts.
You're well.. A control freak.

It drives me crazy how much of a psycho you are.
Literally.
I find myself grasping for air every time I have to answer your questions.
I find myself dancing and doing random movements every time I have an argument with you just so I can calm myself down.

Yes, you are a psycho.
But you're my psycho.
Being a psycho doesn't necessarily have to be a bad thing.
I mean, I'm a psycho as well.
You're a psycho to me.
I'm a psycho to you.
It just means that we love each other so much.
Because we do.
A lot.
You're crazy for me.
I'm crazy for you.

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