i see him.
you lookin ass nig…
i see we gonna play this game.
great.
well its not like i haven’t played it many times before.
you know the one.
he gon’ be the only one who acts standoffish and cold with me.
all while he is imagining what his cock would feel like in my mouth.
bang bang…
“dear diary,
he looked at me today.
i giggled.
when i called him to bring a package to me,
he put on his “sexy” voice.
i had a tingly feeling in my batman underwear.
i want him to date him!”

blah blah blah.
i really wanna know what that kielbasa taste like.
you ever saw someone you would only smash on the regular?
like you have decided they just emergency dick in a glass.
so you assign him as “that penis” in your phone and treat him as such?
yeah.
that’s “him”.
a surprise “someone” who has peaked my attention these last few days.
someone that i want to have drunk sex wit.
high sex wit.
practice suckin and eatin’ wit.
“come over and do me” sex wit.
be a nasty “ain’t got no home training on the dick” fox wit.

i mean he is attractive,
average build,
and a complete dork.
i think thats what makes turns me on about him honestly.
he the type who would fuck you stupid and clean up your hard drive.
shame we have to play this game,
but i’ll pullin’ him into my vortex slowly.
or maybe he’ll pull me into his?
the vibration seems to be strong.
we’ll see.
now if you’ll excuse me…