Melty like chocolate left forgotten on the dash of the car in the middle of summer while two people argue about their future and everything it will never be, melty like an icicle that you’ve been watching for hours through the bedroom window while you cry under the covers and wonder when he’ll come home, or melty like a marshmallow Peep in a microwave… a sickly sweet, puffy thing that no one really likes but everyone eventually consumes?
A wet cunt can tell so many stories.