If I fucked every other girl in town, metaphorically with proper usage of words...would you become jealous?
If you found another person willing to devote their life to you....wait, another person?
That's such fucking bullshit.
We fill the barrel as much as we possibly can.
Then,
together,
the fish get shot the fuck up.
Master of your game with a voice of pure sacrilege, I hope not to approach game over.
I want your mouth on mine, and I know you feel it too.
Not naive nor pathetic, but longing to win your frosted fucking soul.
