The two attractive, skinny, blond, girls you have on string dangle around waiting to open their legs for you. It's a shame you have a conscience, it's a shame you don't have the ball to admit you like someone else more.
I'm going to remain nameless.
I am human.
I am.
A statement that implies
I am.
Judge me at will.
I am.
Whatever I am.
A statement that inferres
I care not what I am.
I am.
Not god.
But I am.
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