Hoplessly Hooked on My Clips

Description: You edge with the same rhythm i wired into you. same clips. same strokes. same spiral. you scroll my store like it’s a menu of cravings, chasing the exact clip that’ll finally scratch that itch.. and still, nothing compares to the way i rot your brain over time. every view adds another layer of me inside you. every edge sinks you deeper into routine, obsession, identity loss. you don’t even try to deny it anymore. so, how many clips does it take before you realize you’re never leaving?