Pleasure on slow release.
Never trust an addict they say, never trust an addict. If they were addicted to you or even buying you presents would you trust them then or is that more of a compulsion. Hell…does it even really matter? I don’t care if this makes sense…. you’re the one who becomes unsettled if you can’t. One day I’ll make you cry yourself to sleep whilst I frolic naked in the fountains, which stand in Bristol town centre. My mind has gone utterly blank. Fifteen minutes ago I had so much vitriol to pour all over you. I may have to go and be violently sick and then return to you with news that will make you mind shrink and expand alternately.
I would tell you the highlights of my life for the past X number of weeks but in truth I don’t think you care. Stop living vicariously through me. It’s getting us both nowhere fast. Let’s just do the deed. What you really want me to do is tell you philosophical that no one has ever said before because it’s so bloody blatantly obvious that in order to make it sound decent I need to change my name and dress up like a tart. Well that’s not going to happen…frankly I think you can figure it out for yourself.
I’m going now. You’ll only get bored if I carry on and I need your attention for your adoration.
I would tell you the highlights of my life for the past X number of weeks but in truth I don’t think you care. Stop living vicariously through me. It’s getting us both nowhere fast. Let’s just do the deed. What you really want me to do is tell you philosophical that no one has ever said before because it’s so bloody blatantly obvious that in order to make it sound decent I need to change my name and dress up like a tart. Well that’s not going to happen…frankly I think you can figure it out for yourself.
I’m going now. You’ll only get bored if I carry on and I need your attention for your adoration.