22/06/2020 03:56 AM

Elliot, I bet you're just as pretty as you are while you're sleeping. I have no idea what you look like when you're in your bed, unconscious, with the intent to wake up again...but soon, I will.

In my dreams. Since breaking into other people's homes is illegal, so I can only imagine.

Elliot doesn't exist.

Elliot doesn't exist.

Elliot doesn't exist.

Elliot doesn't exist.

Elliot doesn't exist.

Elliot doesn't exist.

For context:

"Elliot" is someone I have personified inside my head. The idea is that my persona (a character that represents myself, with the exception of certain behaviours) is madly in love, no, OBSESSED with this Elliot guy. It's something I use for comfort, I guess. Please note that I'm not obsessed with a guy named Elliot, I don't think I know any Elliots personally.

I call them my persona...they're really just a character heavily based on myself.