Understanding Communication

What don't you understand? I want you like my keyboard, at my fingertips! I want you in the middle of morning, better yet in the early night, saying sweet everythings in my ear, things that don't spark my penis, but spark my head hamster's running wheel. That's a start so tell me your thoughts!

Boy, there's so much for you to learn! Are you giving me a low threat red flag, spinning me in triangles with their pointy corners, don't play with hurt you might get it back, somewhere like the back it's like committing a sin, slow yourself with this weed smoke it hard, I'm attempting to communicate.

Thank you girl you gave me my needs, I'm calmer than a cocoon dead in winter, sunk into the carpet sipping in your face, my hands a straw to my mouth listening deep, the words go through my throat, and into my multivascular brain, like cocaine goes through the nose, and straight to the junk chain.