As I type this, my fingers move on your black body, pressing all your soft points.
You are quite dirty and you do anything I ask you to do.
But soon enough you’ll get old and I’ll just throw you and replace you with a new, younger one, maybe she’ll be black, maybe she’ll be white, but she’s gonna do anything I tell her to do to the best of her extent, just like you.
So I just wanted you to know that I am using you, I don’t really love you, I don’t even like you all that much, stupid keyboard.