Talk:Tam Song/@comment-37738969-20190228223041

Does anyone just spend like an hour thinking about Tam and then someone asks you a question and you react with something salty because - yes. Tam is in my bones now. In my blood. He's everywhere. I can feel him in the walls and in on the floor. Not even my attic can escape from him.

Friend: You've spent the past hour staring at the wall. Is something wrong?

Me *fully immersed in Tam*: You filthy peasents would not understand the true rarity of perfect.

Friend: You sound emo.

Me: I'm not emo I'm just a child who was phased with horrible things and have now lost all faith in everything and I get surprised when people want to be my friend and I'm just a sad little baby and I need to be protected from all that is cruel in the world because I'm just trying to protect my sister and survive.

Brother: Oh great here we go again.

Me: *sobs* HE JUST NEEDS SOMEONE TO LOVE HIM