The shadows constantly tormenting spitting flem and vermin at me I watch her walk pass me taking no notice of me her hair swaying from side to side. Obsessed with her I lay in my bed caressing my small limp penis feeling it growing bigger into the palm of my hand. Getting out of bed gazing at myself in the mirror trying to block out the words matchstick man.
Throwing gadgets all over the place and ripping posters of the walls replacing them with her pictures and any items of hers that I find. My breathing becomes deeper my glasses streaming I fantasize about making love to her my penis tearing her insides making her taste my bitter white substance.
Days go by stalking her and watching her naked body jealous of the men she makes love to my heart burns. My penis so hard it wants to rip out of my high trousers. At night when she sleeps I creep into her room watching her admiring her doll-like features. Yearning to touch her to smell her sweet scent she awakes horrified to see me she is about to scream I inject her dragging her limp body to a place where she would never see light again.