I like to write. Oooh.
I love to read what I wrote. Oooh.
Me and my crap.
Oooh. I think they are cute.

People too like to write. Oooh.
Everybody's a writer now. Oooh.
People too love to read what they wrote. Oooh.
People and their crap.
Oooh. I think they are the cutest thing.

Oooh. All these writings and readings.
I can't stand it anymore. Ooh.
These are all just too damn cute.

Useless orgasmic delights.

Life too is so.