I’m like a stuff toy to you.

When you first get it, you’ll treasure it, take care of it.

At night, you’ll hug it to sleep.

In the morning, you’ll place it nicely on your bed.

But after awhile, you’ll start to think it’s a nuisance.

At night, you’ll kick it down the bed when you sleep.

In the morning, you’ll just dump it on the bed.

You know how does that feels?!

I doubt you do. but let me tell you how it feels.

It feels SHIT. It feels TERRIBLE. It feels SMELLY.

Dang. Stop it! F*ck.