I love like I’m thirsty. Can I offer you a tall glass of Sahara sand?
I unwrapped my love for her like one might unwrap leftovers. Gotta eat up the old stuff first, as a cannibal might say in a retirement home.
Love is a banana. First you peel it, and then you roll on the condom.
She told me she loved me. She told me a lot of things. Some of those things were true, and some of those may or may not have been true. It’s kind of hard to tell, because to be honest, I wasn’t listening.
We had an unspoken love for one another. Probably because she’d never talk to me or return my phone calls or texts.
In bed, I can go for hours. Oh yes, I love naps.
I'm a dog lover and sex addict. Those two things are unrelated.
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