//I'll use you as a focal point, so I don't lose sight of what I want.
I'll use you as a makeshift gauge on how much to give and how much to take.
And I'll use you as a warning sign, that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind.//

A Scisaac mix full of sad woobs confused about how to love (mostly on Isaac's end) for sophomoreslump

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