I wonder if you you ever looked in my window. Secretly I wished you would wake me one night after climbing through my window and make love to me.

i love having sex, but can't finish.

I absolutely love the smell of my own farts.

I haven't loved, not even one of them.

You had cancer, i had bad memories, and a gun to your head while you slept. It took all i had not to pull the trigger. The next morning i awoke to your passing.