I love how I am so inclined to give everyone a chance no matter how many times I am assured that said person is a dick.
Ok.
Ok.
The only solution: Kick David in his balls as hard as possible, so his testicles ascend so high into his body that they never come down ever. LETS SEE HOW GREAT HIS SEX DRIVE IS THEN.
Christ. I'm too fucking weird for anyone.
I can't even stand myself.
*sighs* Well, now for an impromptu and oddly structured poem.
Lips dripping with dim black
caressed by shadow
a silent melody being wrought
by the flickering movements of
your
e y e s
And, like a child, I stare in wonder
at the rouge adorning the curve of your cheeks
at your stricken pallor
at strings of soot-like hair
at the wild eyes, glittering fiercely
I am held by your gaze,
adoring your flesh
your
b o n e s
the whites of your eyes
And I smile in the simplicity of knowing
that you care about me, and that you sustain my existance.
This is the perfect
romance,
Because it was exists only in my
mind.