I Love the kind of woman that will actually just kill me.
You know, when I left the house today I was thinking "Damn," "I really hope some hot chick paints my brains out over some fucking hallway." And here we are. I mean really, just absolutely destroy me. I'm talkin' full on watermelon-in-the-thighs level carnage. And I want it to scare the shit out of me. I mean I hope I piss myself. I hope I piss myself and you call me your little "pee-pee-piss-piss-boy." I want you to fuck me up. I mean I want you to make me your bitch. Your little peepee pissmyself bitch. I want it to get embarassing. I mean like... weirdly embarassing. Unsanitary too. We should be entirely different people, by the end of the first eight hours. Do you understand what I'm trying to say here? I mean I'm a real freak. I'm not normal.
You have to crush me.