Sometimes darling
I fear stagnation
Such is my situation
When I look at your pretty face
Reminding me what a waste
It is
To even buy you flowers
Since I no longer want to taste your lips
Sugar is making me sick and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth
I can easily compare you to corner catches
Where 30 bucks will get you an all night job
So much cheaper than your 40 dollar a plate restaurants
And I bet those girls have skills
You'd never even try















Comments
I hope to see more things.
And more you.
Good work.
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