Looks like I finally forced you back into hiding. What a pity it had to come to this. I didn’t want to be an a****** you know. I wanted it to be sunshine and rainbows and occasionally oral s**. If only you didn’t constantly pull away, you could’ve had the good version of me indefinitely. Too bad you never shared my visions or desires. You’ve become an obstacle to the prize that is you. Your little personalized stash you made for me reignited something powerful. I can’t stop. If you ever become a SWer ima wear you out like a used tire.
