Live the dream.
Listening to this god playing “Moby Dick” is the closest you’ll ever be of feeling high without taking any drugs.
He said that my eyes looked gentler and sweeter everyday. I told him “please don’t say shit like that to me” - All I wanted was for him to notice that my eyes were not pouring gentleness or sweetness, they were craving for him.
Sex-rays project (2001), by Wim Delvoye