● my hood friend who used to go to school with me sometimes comes to my house and complains about my boyfriend, and i comfort him. i come only when i want kindness, and i am the one who is sought after only when it is convenient for me. i just like her. i will push you down with the momentum of alcohol. with overflowing feelings, i want to make her my property, but i want to poke her too hard many times, have sex many times all night, and make my hood friend my own! but…. friendships between men and women do not exist! because my hood friend is a sexual object for me!
