Sometimes I’m like

I want some

Chubby man in my life

Who fucks me hard and

Knows how to survive

In the wild

Foraging plants and

Building shelter and

Still somehow

Chubby after all that work—

That’s the kind of man

I want to be, and I’m starting to think

If you want to be it

You’ve got to meet it, first.

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