Can we finally drop this act and become exclusive? Because no one can fill this void inside me the way you do.
Hey, I missed you too. Oh, I know. It's been a while.
How long have we actually been doing this? Half a year, Jesus Christ. I really thought you would be sick of me by now.
Or me sick of you. It's kind of toxic, I suppose. I have been trying, I have been trying meeting people.
But it seems like most guys nowadays, they're just so fucking scared. It's like everyone is scared of commitment. It's like they're worried that if they meet a girl more than twice, it starts classing as a relationship or something.
I mean, yeah, eventually. Why the fuck are you so afraid of relationships? What is it? Are you going to get trapped or something? Do you think I'm going to try and marry you or something? Like, this is just ridiculous.
So all I've been getting is these endless hookups with endless guys. And sure, they're nice. And sure, they're great.
But it just feels like they're filling a void. And this void is not going anywhere. Because as soon as they leave my flat, I feel empty again.
I feel this emptiness inside me. And all I want is someone to hug me and tell me they care about me. This is why I'm here.
Because you do all of this. But you're just the same fucking thing. You just don't want a relationship.
And what do you think we're doing? We've been seeing each other for half a year now. Except we've both been seeing other people.
Because we're not in a so-called relationship. We're just friends with benefits. But tell me, why do you keep telling me stuff like, Oh, I respect you so much more than all these other girls.
So I keep coming back to you to fill this void. Because nobody else can. So tell me, why can't I fill your void? I want to be with you.
I want us to drop this fucking act and be together. Because I know you have feelings for me. I know you do.
And I do too. I think I love you. And I think you love me.
Fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I already regret saying this, but I think I have to say it.
Because otherwise it would have eaten me up alive. And I would have kept going out and filling this fucking void inside me. Are you hugging me now? You're not ready to say you love me, that's okay.
But you do have feelings for me. When you fucking kiss me then, you bastard. Wow.
Also, what are you saying? You're gonna drop your fucking notebook full of girls? For me? Because I'm sure as hell ready to delete Tinder.
I've had enough, I've had enough. I just. ..
I just want. .. I just want this and Tinder spilled.
Oh, don't make that joke, come on. Yes, of course I need sex too. But, you know, that's not what I mean.
Yes, I am fucking crying. Don't make fun of me. You've seen me like this before.
Yes. We'll be exclusive. Just you and me.
Like a proper boyfriend and girlfriend. Stop cringing. We have been like this for months.
Except all those other sluts that you claim not to like anyway. Do you think I like all those other guys? No.
I'm just trying to find someone who cares about me. But no one actually cares about me but you. So, we're together now, I guess.
Oh, yeah. Alright, you can make the joke. Fill my void, baby.
Oh, God. I just don't like those fucking other guys. Nobody knows how to treat me.
Nobody knows how to fuck me so well. Oh, God, excuse my neck. Oh, yes, that feels so good.
Let me take this off. Let me take this off. Oh, fuck.
Yes, yes. Oh, fuck. Fuck, I love to see your pretty face on my tits.
Oh, and the way you suck on my nipples. Oh, yes, yes. Fuck, yes, that feels so good.
Oh, my God, you're so hot, baby. I know I always make you so hot. So fucking hot.
Oh, I love that cock. I love that cock. I love that cock so much.
Oh, pussy's so hot for you. Oh, yeah. You can feel it with your fingers.
Come on now. Come on, push it in. That feels good.
Yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh, my ass.
Oh, my God, oh, my God. Oh, you're so fucking good at this. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Oh, yes, oh, yes, baby. Oh, yes, oh, yes, oh, yes. Oh, no, no, no.
Stop, stop, stop, stop. I don't want to come. I don't want to come yet.
I don't want to come when you cock. I don't want to come when you cock. Come on, get on top of me.
That's it. That's it. Get on top of me.
Oh, God. Oh, God, I love to see you on top of me. Oh, the way you look at me.
Push it in, push it in. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
How many times I wanted to tell you. I wanted to tell you during this. I love you.
I fucking love you. I thought you weren't ready to say it. I knew you love me.
I knew you love me. You're just fucking scared. You're a fucking coward.
Come on. Fuck me. Fuck me like you always do.
Fuck me like you always do. Fuck your girlfriend. Stop cringing.
Who the fuck cares about the labels? I just want you all to myself. I love you so fucking much.
Keep going. Keep going. Fuck me.
Fuck me. Yes. Yes.
Faster. Yes. Oh my god.
Kiss me. Please kiss me. Fuck.
Yes. Yes. Oh yes I am.
Oh fuck. Lift my legs up. Lift my legs up.
Oh yes. That hits the spot. That feels good.
Oh my god. Yes. Keep going.
Oh fuck. I want you to come with me. I want you to come with me.
I love you. I want you to come with me. Oh yes.
Yes. I love you. Oh my god.
Oh fuck. I need a rest. I need you.
Stay like this for a little bit. Stay like this for a little bit. Keep your cook inside me.
Keep your cook inside me. Yes. Yes.
I just love to feel you inside me. I just love to feel you inside me. Relax.
Come on. Stay down. Hold me.
Hold me. I want to sleep with you. I want us to cuddle like we always do.
I want us to cuddle like we always do. You make me feel so safe. You make me feel so safe.
You make me feel so safe. So good. This void.
This void. Is filled. I know I keep saying this.
I know I keep saying this. But this song just really reminded me of how I felt. But this song just really reminded me of how I felt.
I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about it. And that's why I had to tell you.
Because you fill my void. Because you fill my void. I love you.
I love you.