Excerpts from the confession:
Only me, only me, the person in the mirror, you are unique, you are the one that I want to control, pursue, and catch up with for the rest of my life. I am overjoyed. Among thousands of souls, I am the only one who has you exclusively and carefully collected.
I hold the treasure in my hand and walk through the complicated world. I'm happy that no one has the vision to compete for you, but I'm also sad that they don't know how to appreciate you and can't see your beauty. Every time, it is a silent show off, you are mine. They are all secretly showing affection, showing the world that you are mine.
Whoever dares to make irresponsible remarks to you except me, whoever dares to point fingers at you, I will take you, I will take you, and I will run over you. Come on, open up to me, baby. My body only beats for myself. My soul sings for you. You are my only wish in life.
Intention: The record of a demonic Narcissus, a Saab confession to my soul and my body