SEX (AND YOU) Aaron Jeong
I knew it was trouble at the start. or should I say you were trouble? When you looked at me, it was not a gaze that made me infinite, it was a prison. You saw me as an oasis in your desert of apathy; I was pleasure and lust, your middleman to dopamine and endorphins, your teacher to what orgasm really means. I was sweaty and messy; I was t-shirts as rags when the tissues ran out. I was a thrill ride and mood setter. But I am so much more. I am love. I am your creation myths. I am fully booked rooms and nights alone. I am worshipped and hated, but you, you could barely even perceive me.
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