Hating, resenting, unable to forgive from the bottom of my heart... But my rationality is starting to crumble... No! I hate it! Ahh! Even if it's the dick of a man I never want to have sex with again, my body craves it. It was a past I didn't want to remember, but I'm falling into an unreasonable climax. Is this the effect of an aphrodisiac? Or a forgotten instinct? Everything is driven to madness by pleasure!! I want to go back but can't!!!!
