You’re a soul sucking leach.
When I stopped, that day I quit, was the last. It was sucking the life out of me.
Shitty feeling. I couldn’t and I can never give anybmore to a horrible excuse for a woman like you. I can’t. Some guys would to get their pecker wet, a few less brain cells for sure, or high on the desperation meter but I know you better.
You fooled the shit out of me and tricked me a bit too. I bought it. I feel dumb but I bought it.