Same talkbuddy for the rest of my life? Propably going to get so annoyed at him in a few weeks that I just start beating him to death with grainalcoholbottles, feeding him to my ocelot and just generally finding new ways of torturing him for amusement.
hmm, that's actually tempting.
but, no.
I'm one of those romantic fools(****, now basketcase is going to be in my head for rest of the day) who likes to talk with my sexpartners, but more importantly
dirtytalking
is streets ahead of
mute
but wait, there's more! how fun will it be to tell her every mourning[sic] what sick depraving soulshattering things I have planned for our day?
It'll be ****ing hilarious!