Listen if to night I can say anything at all listen to the band of words sitting here feeling not quite right *** means nothing the adventure of orgasam pales in my day like a wet fish on the flour from me moves away towards the door where my mind can shut it out but is all that really me why can I not tell why can I not feel it?
It's not getting good feeling old un wanted un sexed feeling kind of violent but have nothing to fight about like your all shutting me out taking from my ribbon of words that bring me joy so **** my band of words go and mess with your own head and leave mine be!