Don’t kill yourself. …Ugh. I am your love guru, precisely! She’s going to love every second of it, more than she ever did with you. Nothing, except a relationship with a bottle and a knife. About us. I’m just looking out for you. She’s going to run her hands up and down my body. I wouldn’t know how she’s doing better than you. Hey! Or boy. You were boring. Yeah, if she responds like that it definitely means she has something to hide. …Oh. Wow. God, you’re such a hunk. What is it? I wrote this piece spontaneously when I was in a haze a few days ago, so it hasn’t eaten into my writing schedule. I’m enamored with seeing how much it takes to finally push you to kill yourself. I think I’m just scared and vulnerable tonight. Ah. You wanted to go even further? We’re going to fuck. You have quite a history. Wow. Thank you. It’s not like you own her. Are you finished your meal? Yeah. As in, you never gave her one that good. I bet you love having sex with me. She’s going to love every second of it, more than she ever did with you.
