i picked a fight with you, i'm pretty sure, for no real reason. just sorry, sometimes i get fed up when YOU get critical, yeah, you who want this. so how about, maybe, act your age a bit. yes i get to tell you to mature it up, because i'm sick of the way you try to be cute when you're stoned and avoiding my concerns on the rare occasion i want to be serious. in other news he, not you, is all about texting real charming things, "come over and i'll get you high and then fuck you." this, now, is a turn on somehow. this seems like a good idea. because i can use him for the really good shaking hard sex, go back to you for the sex that results in someone holding me and kissing my forehead.
i. need. less. men.