The list was short, but I crossed you off, gave you the night off, and leaned into a pity party courtesy of a text — the one you sent. I received it in my spam likely folder. I made the mistake of opening it to see what you had to say. Nothing new; the same old you attached with tempestuous nude photos. And now, here I am in bed with you again.
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