Let's be honest She wants me, she wants me 'Cause I got it all, shawty, tell me what you don't see I will fuck with all y'all, all y'all are beautiful I just can't pick one so you can never say I'm choosy, hoes And Wayne say pussy, pussy, pussy And weed and alcohol seem to satisfy us all, damn And every time I think of stayin' with her She bring that friend around that make a nigga reconsider, man 'Cause we like her, and we like her too (Hey! ) I-I wish I could fuck every girl in the world (Hey!
) And bitch I'm Mack Maine -aine -aine -aine, and I like Meagan Good Angelina Jolie, hah, D.
While much of the world prepares to go back to school, I spend September preparing to go ass to mouth.
I am an inverse pumpkin spice latte, for in autumn, people from all walks of life go crazy to put themselves inside of me.
A shorter day promises longer nights, and so the odds of moonlit glances shoot through the roof. In the summer I can’t help but see myself as a human-shaped Ziploc of raw chicken, and try as I might to configure a sensible romper or jort, the only garment that seems to make sense remains a bottle of Soy Vay marinade. By September come, my swag is turned so far off that I begin to wonder if I ever had any at all. As the axis of the earth tipped toward the sun, my sex life was reduced to transactional hand brushes with baristas, and so I bought a lot of coffee and waited for the heat to break.But then it is autumn, and with the color of the leaves my predicament changes.There is a season for everything, and fall is the season for fucking me.