I laid the groundwork for my subsequent entertainment. Then more than now. The rest reflected right back, misunderstood ghetto sissy.
Are these lyrics from some obscure Kraftwerk track? Can? Popul Vuh?
As if you ever knew what you were typing up.
Whenever interacting with online chat partners you never met and - in contrast to fucking or making love, how you put it - eventually want to have sex with, get an interesting twist in place sometime.
In your line of work, regurgitating primitive teachings is considered necessary. At least if there is not much else going on upstairs; then it is an easy ride.
You pathetic little cunt should not get any delusions of adequacy; you are an instance to uphold the grotesque at best.
Get more disillusioned and judgemental. It is the general direction hopeless romantics go.