I'm having a grand time exploring myself and all that jazz...but here's the thing. If you asked me to come over...I'd drop it all...in a fucking heartbeat. Please...
I know my role in your life is a little different than what I'd like for it to be...but I'll be patient as I have been in the past. Eventually, I trust that you'll open the door a bit again...and I can feel whole...not whole perhaps...but more content.
I can curl up with you on your opium bed.
I can hug Jaffy tons and tons.
I can tell you to be good at work.
I can have races with you.
I can cuddle with you in bed.
I can get my hair silky-smooth in your shower.
I can be Mine...and you can be Dink.
I'll be here...k? Just let me know...
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