I love Skrillex. 
I love every one of his fans.
I just want to hug all of them, but I can’t.
Can’t hug every fan.

;~;

So anyway, I am a Skrillex lover, and I love to read…
I’m sorry, I’m thinking about Skrillex again,
I really love Sonny Moore.
I’m thinking about Sonny again, and again, and again and again and again.

I think about how he doesn’t have a home,
And how I should have him.
I think about how cute he is…
And how his hair, and his glasses and his nose…

I just love him. And I want him.
And I want him in a mystery-box.
And I want little snake-bites.

I just love him,
And I want him to be on a unicorn,
And in my bed,
And I just want us to roll around…
To roll around…

;~; Sorry, I’m getting all emo.

I love Skrillex, I love every one of his fans,
And I wanna hug all of them, but I can’t.
Can’t hug every fan.

Can’t hug every fan.