I am bereft that you are attached to someone so... utterly disappointing.
There was something special about you. You seemed to know how to slide
into the yummiest places. You made me have orgasms.
In a crowd of cocks,
you shined like the lights on Broadway. I was in AWE.
You got stuck with a real winner there, BTP. It's a Gawddamn SHAME, I tell you.
Why, Universe, why?
Why would you put such orgasmic goodness on a man who is so ethically, emotionally, and spiritually bankrupt that just the mere thought of him makes me stabby?
Irony? Serendipity? Sadism? Karma? Because the fuck you can and it doesn't cost you a dime?
Whatever the reason, it's MEAN.
MEANIE MCMEANYPANTS MEAN.
-cries a lil-
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