I asked her why. Why do you make me cry? Why do you make me smile? Every time you speak to me. Why don't you leave me be? To whither away in my misery. Why don't you set me free? Why haven't you given up on...

I woke up to the urge. The urge to masturbate. Masturbate to the image. The image of us together. Together in bed playing. Playing until I spill. Spill my guts to you. I dreamt all night. All night that you’re here. Here waking me up. Up to find I...