I am not a breeder. My body revolts against traditions. My mind revolts against my body. My body revolts against my mind. My mind wants to not want. My body wants, needs, craves.
I am just a toy. Full of desire and drive with no function other than to fulfill. I don't want to need any more than you want me to. Dress me up as you fancy. Play with me then put me away for a rainy day. I'll do as you wish. Desires, lusts, diseases on my dish.
Of course I'm ok. I don't know why you ask. I'm just the way I was made to be.
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