• You are what I lust for but my pride holds me back. This greed consumes me every time I even think about you. I envy our fierceness and loyalty. You called me a gluttonous b*****d for wanting, needing your body. You don't understand the wrath you inflicted on me that day. A sloth at heart, maybe. Is it truly immoral to be infatuated by someone as beautiful as you? Forgive me if I puzzle you, as I have never been captivated by such breathtaking exquisiteness.