The Desire To Be Used

So help me. No. You tell me. No! I don't fucking need your cock, I don't need you, I don't need nothing that you have.

Do you want to get hurt again? Do you want to get hurt again? It doesn't matter anymore. I don't even value life anymore.

It better. Kill me. That's all I'm worth anyway. Go ahead, slice me all up. It doesn't matter. I don't have any reason to live anymore. You've pretty much just taken my life.

Oh, I haven't done that yet. I have not done that yet. Why don't you get down on your knees now and tell me exactly, on your knees, how wonderful a man I am. How wonderful I treat you. How much you love sucking my cock. How much you love drinking my cum.

You know what, I'll do it. But you've got the most pathetic, sick, unflavorable, gross, uncleanly cock on the face of this earth. I'll do it.