When you are doin’ the nasty, feeling all good, but then the crippling fear of anxiety creeps in on you and you start to get sad, not because of the sex, which is fire, but because you are a depressed fuck that can’t let yourself enjoy anything.
“I had sex with this girl last night”
“Oh yeah? How was it?”
“I mean the sex was fire, but she pulled a dirty Jules and asked me what the meaning of life really was in the middle of it”.
“Oh yeah? How was it?”
“I mean the sex was fire, but she pulled a dirty Jules and asked me what the meaning of life really was in the middle of it”.
by Interiorcrocodile April 18, 2020
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