She is your playstation three, And everytime you awake, She greets you, While you are frestruated in midcombat of a game, She greets and comforts you with this sound.
And yet not one of you is respecting your PS3 by taking it on walks with you, putting a ring on its finger, or even sharing a bed with it, And yet it stays there, day and night, working hard to keep you happy. even in the freezeing cold or burning summer.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
..But at the same time.
She likes the abuse, craves it, And wants more of it, Because she can take it, And it makes her feel good on the off chance youll hit her when she doesnt do what she is told and beeps three times then powers down.
Accept it, Shes your love, your hate, your lust, your anger, And your envy.
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