First the sexy cat, now the sexy dog, this is getting out of hand
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Okay so.
How about
Your sexy face.
My place.
Thoughts?
Fuck off....
On it.
How about
Your sexy face.
My place.
Thoughts?
Fuck off....
On it.
Maybe he had a heart attack while typing it and hit the send button as he slumped over
Its how I want to go
And you are the answer!
Your sexy self
Your sexy and you know it
And you are the answer!
Smooth AF.
I’m Sexy… Or Am I? (Existential Crisis Remix)
(Intro)
Yeah, yeah…
When I walk in the room, all eyes on me,
But do they see what I see? Or am I just… free-falling?
Uh, this is my crisis, y’all!
(Verse 1)
When I walk on by, do I catch their stare?
Or is it just my mind, projecting flair?
I got passion in my pants, but is it really true?
Or am I just a shadow, questioning my hue?
I’m lookin’ in the mirror, what’s this face I see?
Is it sexy, is it not? Yo, who’s defining me?
I flex, I pose, I’m tryna feel the vibe,
But what if I’m just dust, in this cosmic slide?
(Pre-Chorus)
I work out… but for who?
I strut my stuff… but is it true?
I’m lost in thought, what’s the point of this glow?
Am I sexy? Yo, I don’t even know!
(Chorus)
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Look at this body, but my mind’s exploded!
I’m spiraling hard, yeah, my soul’s demoted!
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Whoa-oh-oh, who am I?
Whoa-oh-oh, am I fly?
Whoa-oh-oh, what’s the truth?
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
(Verse 2)
Got my tight jeans on, but do they even fit?
Or am I just a fraud, faking all this grit?
I wink at the crowd, they cheer, but what’s it mean?
Is it love, is it lust, or just a fever dream?
I’m questioning my swagger, is it all a lie?
Am I strutting to the stars or just doomed to sigh?
I’m caught in this void, no answers in sight,
Is my sexiness eternal, or just gone by tonight?
(Pre-Chorus)
I work out… but why though?
I strike a pose… but does it show?
I’m lost in the mirror, chasing my own glow,
Am I sexy? Yo, I don’t even know!
(Chorus)
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Look at this body, but my mind’s exploded!
I’m spiraling hard, yeah, my soul’s demoted!
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Whoa-oh-oh, who am I?
Whoa-oh-oh, am I fly?
Whoa-oh-oh, what’s the truth?
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
(Bridge)
Yo, I’m staring at the void, it’s staring back at me,
Is my swagger just a mask for my mortality?
I’m dancing in the club, but my heart’s in a maze,
Am I sexy for a moment, or just lost in the haze?
Existential crisis, yeah, it’s hittin’ me hard,
Am I a shooting star, or just a cosmic discard?
(Breakdown)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah… but why do I wiggle?
Is it confidence or just my soul’s little giggle?
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah… am I even alive?
Or am I just a speck in this universal drive?
(Chorus)
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Look at this body, but my mind’s exploded!
I’m spiraling hard, yeah, my soul’s demoted!
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Whoa-oh-oh, who am I?
Whoa-oh-oh, am I fly?
Whoa-oh-oh, what’s the truth?
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
(Outro)
Yeah, I’m sexy… or maybe I’m not,
Is it all just a game, or a fleeting thought?
I’m dancing through the doubt, in this cosmic plot,
I’m sexy… or am I? Yo, I’m tying the knot…
With my existential crisis, y’all!
(Intro)
Yeah, yeah…
When I walk in the room, all eyes on me,
But do they see what I see? Or am I just… free-falling?
Uh, this is my crisis, y’all!
(Verse 1)
When I walk on by, do I catch their stare?
Or is it just my mind, projecting flair?
I got passion in my pants, but is it really true?
Or am I just a shadow, questioning my hue?
I’m lookin’ in the mirror, what’s this face I see?
Is it sexy, is it not? Yo, who’s defining me?
I flex, I pose, I’m tryna feel the vibe,
But what if I’m just dust, in this cosmic slide?
(Pre-Chorus)
I work out… but for who?
I strut my stuff… but is it true?
I’m lost in thought, what’s the point of this glow?
Am I sexy? Yo, I don’t even know!
(Chorus)
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Look at this body, but my mind’s exploded!
I’m spiraling hard, yeah, my soul’s demoted!
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Whoa-oh-oh, who am I?
Whoa-oh-oh, am I fly?
Whoa-oh-oh, what’s the truth?
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
(Verse 2)
Got my tight jeans on, but do they even fit?
Or am I just a fraud, faking all this grit?
I wink at the crowd, they cheer, but what’s it mean?
Is it love, is it lust, or just a fever dream?
I’m questioning my swagger, is it all a lie?
Am I strutting to the stars or just doomed to sigh?
I’m caught in this void, no answers in sight,
Is my sexiness eternal, or just gone by tonight?
(Pre-Chorus)
I work out… but why though?
I strike a pose… but does it show?
I’m lost in the mirror, chasing my own glow,
Am I sexy? Yo, I don’t even know!
(Chorus)
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Look at this body, but my mind’s exploded!
I’m spiraling hard, yeah, my soul’s demoted!
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Whoa-oh-oh, who am I?
Whoa-oh-oh, am I fly?
Whoa-oh-oh, what’s the truth?
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
(Bridge)
Yo, I’m staring at the void, it’s staring back at me,
Is my swagger just a mask for my mortality?
I’m dancing in the club, but my heart’s in a maze,
Am I sexy for a moment, or just lost in the haze?
Existential crisis, yeah, it’s hittin’ me hard,
Am I a shooting star, or just a cosmic discard?
(Breakdown)
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah… but why do I wiggle?
Is it confidence or just my soul’s little giggle?
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, yeah… am I even alive?
Or am I just a speck in this universal drive?
(Chorus)
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Look at this body, but my mind’s exploded!
I’m spiraling hard, yeah, my soul’s demoted!
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
Whoa-oh-oh, who am I?
Whoa-oh-oh, am I fly?
Whoa-oh-oh, what’s the truth?
I’m sexy… or am I? I don’t know it!
(Outro)
Yeah, I’m sexy… or maybe I’m not,
Is it all just a game, or a fleeting thought?
I’m dancing through the doubt, in this cosmic plot,
I’m sexy… or am I? Yo, I’m tying the knot…
With my existential crisis, y’all!
Butt
no u
amber/soph won't be able to help themselves and will post the uno card unless they read this and realise I'm inside their heads
I got an inbox yesterday from a guy saying he wants to watch me in work
Hey, that's cute. He wants to learn from the best
He's barking up the wrong poop chute
Subject: Sexy
Message:
Your sexy self
Upon a shelf
Above even the pedestal
Regard so high
I hold your thighs
A love a can't express-at-all
Like a Goddess
I'm truly blessed
To message or to meet with
In fact I think
I'm on the brink
I'd better just delete it
Message:
Your sexy self
Upon a shelf
Above even the pedestal
Regard so high
I hold your thighs
A love a can't express-at-all
Like a Goddess
I'm truly blessed
To message or to meet with
In fact I think
I'm on the brink
I'd better just delete it
Not gonna. Just to be contrary
But then he fucked up right before he deleted the last couple of words and hit send, obviously
