I realize that the filters on my brain don’t always work
right, but even so, some of the things I say can be a bit odd… yeah, let’s go
with odd. So I’ve decided to apologize
for every single one of them. Here goes.
I’m sorry I called your inner thighs marshmallows. I was merely entranced by their soft
fluffiness and, well, I like marshmallows.
Perhaps a better word choice was necessary, but “soft like doves” didn’t
sound right at the time.
Let me also add that I’m sorry I compared your outer thighs
to the Rocky Mountains and the surface of the Moon. Yeah, I can’t think of anything else to say
there.
Furthermore, I apologize for comparing your upper arms to
jello. I was entranced by their shaking
and… never mind, I’m going to stop digging.
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