I don’t want to be controversial I just want me.  I want myself so bad it feels good (so hot its cold and vice versa).

“Must be nice to get paid for sitting on your ass.”

“Get up and work!”

I don’t know what would happen if we kissed so I’m not even going to begin to think about it.  I thought that you might be tired of me and that made me tired of you so I just forgot about it and had a pleasant time.  I almost got it and then I didn’t and then I did.  Maybe this is all going by too fast.  What happened to the art?