I suspect you're awake, you seldom sleep. This is the time of night you change platforms.
You expect insults from me. Those won't come. The woman hasn't been born that can change me that way.
On a cock, they're worn by about 50% of the human race.
Sometimes, the cock has a person attached.
I will wait for you today. As I promised myself. When I finally turn my back (as a friend, you and I nothing else ever), it'll be because I can sleep with that.
I do love you, or the one that used to live in there. You, now, are somebody living in that house.
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