You can't help that you've fallen in love with me. And all it took was my existence. The weak pathetic pig cannot get enough of me. You click around my site hopelessly anticipating a new blog post, staring at my photos, wondering if you'll catch me online. Maybe I'll show up and interact with you. Maybe tonight is the night you will get that live one on one time with me. But more than likely I'll be ignoring you. It's because I could care less about you.