In the days leading up to your birthday I began to think about you more and more when the day finally arrived I completely forgot I take it as a sign that my love for you is slowly fading away.
Have you ever looked at your past self and thought how dumb you were? I do, especially the time when I was with you.
I know you still think about me through your lustful heart and your throbbing soul down underneath your pulsating loins.
Even if you were castrated you would still be a dick.